Page 78 of Protected By West
She opened the first app she saw. She usually liked to price shop, but she didn't want to waste the time.
She'd just keyed in her address for home and hit the 'FIND RIDE' button when the credit union's door alarm sounded.
Tracy shot up out of her seat and reached for the letter opener in her standing desk organizer.
"I'm warning you!" She hoped her words weren’t slurring as she yelled. "The response time in this area is damn good with police!"
She could hear the rushing sound of blood in her ears and knew her blood pressure must be off the charts.
"And... and my boyfriend is a Texas Ranger! So you had better turn around and-"
Tracy stopped short and blinked as her empty doorway was suddenly not so empty after all.
"Weston?"
It took her a heart-pounding second to realize that the alarm wasn’t screaming any more.
He held up his cellphone. “I called the alarm company and told them I was on the scene.”
That made sense in an odd way, but it also made her tingle all over.
Damn, his smile was too sexy for my sanity.
"Really now?"
And... I just said that out loud.
"Yes, you did."
Damn it!She turned and glared at the bottle of tequila on her desk.It's all your fault.
"Did it pour itself into the glass? Down your throat?"
He leaned against the door frame, folding his arms across his chest.
"You-"
She pointed a finger at him.
"Babe, you're going to have to move that finger a few inches to the left unless the door has pissed you off."
Narrowing her eyes she moved her finger an inch or two to the left, not wanting to do it.
"You're on my shit list, Weston Cooper!"
He pushed away from the frame and stood, lowering his chin toward his chest. "Yeah. I knew it as soon as I got back to the station. We leave our personal phones in lockers at the station when we go out."
She nodded, her head a little heavier when she tried to lift it. "Well, that's none of my business, I guess."
"Trace..."
He stepped closer and looked down at her hand.
"Are you going to put that letter opener down or..."
She tossed it down on her desk. "Don't think you're going to use your hand-to-hand combat skills on me! I'm just going to put a knee in your crotch and that'll be enough to take you down."
He lifted a brow at that, shrugging. "We have cups we wear."
