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“Grrr…”
I couldn’t misbehave and tamper with evidence. My sheriff boyfriend would be ashamed of me. I gasped. That was it! Cash was the sheriff. Surely, he could come over and take possession of the box and bring it to the investigators. And while he was at it, take a gander at the contents.
I grinned. With me looking over his shoulder.
Chapter Twelve
Cash
Dreaming about being in bed with Greg while in meeting with the mayor maybe wasn’t my finest hour. But I’d left a warm and naked man behind, and instead of making him lose his freakin’ mind as I fucked him (or the other way around, I wasn’t fussy), I’m arguing against budget cuts with the mayor and the grey suits. I stared out the window. I wanted to be with Greg, feeling his hard, muscular body against me.
“Sorry to interrupt your thoughts, sheriff,” Liam said dryly.
I blinked, dragged unwillingly back to the present. “Huh, sorry?”
“You seem to be distracted.”
Of course, my cheeks heated. I couldn’t remain cool, calm, and collected. Oh no. I was preoccupied, and it had nothing to do with the job, and everything to do with the gorgeous man I’d left asleep. Next time, we’d fuck in my bed. I was getting too old for air mattresses and sleeping bags.
“Sheriff Lawson!”
I stared at the mayor, noting his scowl, and apologized hurriedly. Upsetting the mayor and his advisors, who looked at me as if I’d just grown horns, wasn’t going to help the sheriff’s office increase their budget.
“Are you feeling all right, sheriff?” Doug Seaton asked.
He worked in the county planner’s office. I didn’t have much to do with him except when residents lost their cool and threatened the staff. He was a nice enough guy. Married with three kids and a menagerie of animals.
“I’m sorry, Doug. I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night and I had a busy day yesterday. It’s caught up with me.” I forced a smile. “What were you saying?”
As the man launched into his explanation again, I caught Liam’s smirk out of the corner of my eye. I didn’t know how, but he’d put two and two together and definitely caught up with the one-on-one time Greg and I had shared. If he knew, that would mean Meyer and Dex would know. I sighed inwardly. It was going to be a long day today.
It felt like an eternity, but I finally managed to escape from the suits with a tentatively agreed budget. As I walked out, I spotted Meyer in full uniform lounging in one of the chairs outside the conference room.
“Your turn to beg?” I asked, as I reached him.
“My turn,” he agreed, rolling to his feet and scowling at me. “I don’t know how Jim Brannigan managed to keep his temper in these meetings. I’m an easygoing man as you know, but budget meetings reduce me to a quivering wreck.”
“As you long as you keep your mind on the job, you’ll be fine,” Liam said, from somewhere behind me.
I felt like a small kid being scolded by the principal.
Meyer raised an eyebrow at me. “This sounds like a story.”
Liam snorted. “He was ‘distracted’ but didn’t say why.”
Amusement exploded over Meyer’s face, and he waggled his eyebrows at me. “It wasn’t the hunky builder, was it? I heard you were out with him yesterday. Did you spend all day with him?”
It didn’t take a rocket scientist to work out where he’d gotten that tidbit of information. Thanks, Jim.
“I’m going back to work,” I grumbled, ignoring the way both men smirked at me.
Liam turned to Meyer. “You can give me all the juicy gossip over lunch.”
I stomped down the hallway to the sound of their mocking laughter. Should I warn Greg we were the current news headlines?
Before I could make a decision, my radio crackled into life. It had been remarkably quiet while I was in the meeting.
“Sheriff?” It was the dispatcher, Benji.
