She knew she couldn't ignore it forever, but she wanted just a little more time to ignore the reality that she was going to come face to face with Weston again.
She really wasn't ready for this.
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He really wasn't ready for this.
Presenting in front of fellow law enforcement officers was a piece of cake. He knew what they wanted to hear. He also knew what they wanted to know.
It was simple enough.
Events like this were different. Presenting information in front of people in this kind of industry meant telling people things they didn't want to hear. It was the same thing when educating politicians on security threats. Many of them wanted to say they were in the know, but taking action? They wanted to push that off onto other people so they could say that someone else was at fault.
That somehow made things easier for them.
Being one of the guys with his feet on the ground at emergency situations had given him a deep appreciation for knowledge and planning.
West looked up from his notes. He didn’t need much of a refresh, he’d worked on his presentation for weeks, researching all the newest data and robberies, just before he left for Frederickson. Now, he had some time to look out over the assembled group.
Tracy was there for the conference, but he didn't see her at any of the tables.
He should have looked for her when he was on the platform up front, but the lights were a little too bright and the angle had nearly blinded him where he was.
Weston looked up from his notes when the ballroom doors opened with a soft click.
Two people walked in and even from the distance between them, he smiled.
Tracy.
The way she moved was like no other.
Smiling, he sat back in his chair, fighting back his physical reaction to seeing her again.
Yeah, stepping up in front of everyone with a hard-on?
That wasn't a good idea.
It didn't help that kissing her in the elevator the night before was like taking a hit. He hadn't done any drugs in his past, but he'd been to enough seminars and interviewed enough addicts to know what it was that got them addicted in the first place.
And to be honest, it wasn't just when he got his hands on her and tasted her lips that had caught him up. It was everything about her that had drawn him in.
It was the sweet smile on her lips when he'd first seen her, the way she filled out her dress as he'd walked up beside her, and everything after that.
He hadn't just taken a hit of her sweetness, he had a craving for her now.
As soon as they had a break, he'd make his way to her side and ask her to have dinner with him again.
There were just a few nights before he had to get back to work and he wanted to spend what time he had there getting to know her.
This was his opportunity, and he wasn't going to waste it.
CHAPTER 3
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As expected, the men in the fancy three-piece suits had zoned out as soon as he started talking about actual thefts or new protection features for financial institutions. They weren't the ones who were going to put any of these practices into effect anyway.
They'd sign the contracts and hand things down to the underlings to implement.