Page 114 of Hot Cops

“I’m a lawyer, used to spouting all kinds of bullshit. Just the same, if you do anything to hurt?—”

“Colm. It’s me.”

That seemed to be all the reassurance Colm needed as he headed to the stairs, his room next door to Finn’s on the third floor.

Landon walked to Sunnie’s room, the door ajar. There was enough moonlight streaming into the room to allow him to see her. She’d already kicked the covers off and appeared to be wearing the same T-shirt/boxers deal she had on the morning he woke her for the interview.

He closed the door and locked it. Walking across the room, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes and socks and unfastened his jeans.

“Scoot over, Sunshine.”

Landon sat on the edge of her bed. She barely stirred.

“Sunnie,” he whispered, gently pushing her toward the center of the mattress.

She rolled with his soft shove, slowly coming awake and muttering something incomprehensible before pulling the pillow under her head and settling down again.

He chuckled softly as he shucked off his jeans and boxers.

“Sunnie,” he said again, crawling in next to her.

She stirred once more, turning toward the sound of his voice.

“Landon?” she whispered.

“Yeah.”

She shuffled, her head lifting from the pillow as if she didn’t trust her hearing.

“What are you doing here? Wait. Are you naked?”

He grinned. “We’re going to finish what we started earlier.”

He recognized her hesitance, and he hated it.

“I…” She paused. “We need to be careful.”

Nothing she could have said sounded less like Sunnie than that. Landon had been waiting for a lecture from Finn throughout the entire baseball game tonight. It never came, so he realized he’d given it to Sunnie during Landon’s shower.

“We’re going to be careful, Sunshine,” he assured her.

She obviously thought he misunderstood. “No, not that. I’m still on the pill. I mean?—”

“I know exactly what you mean.”

“You do?”

“I do.” He pulled her toward him, kissing her, relieved when she returned his embrace, her lips going soft beneath him.

There wasn’t a shy bone in Sunnie’s body, so she lost no time taking advantage of his nudity. She ran her fingers over his bare chest, breaking off the kiss so she could look at him. He let her go, fully intending to take the same visual tour when he got her out of her pajamas.

“I’ve seen you without a shirt a million times. Why do I suddenly feel so…”

Landon forced himself to wait, to see what word she would use.

“God, I’m excited, nervous, and turned on all at the same time,” she listed in one rushed breath.

“It’s different this time.”

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