“Do what?” She feathered a soft brush of her lips against his. “My job?”
“Trading yourself for a group of hostages isnotyour job.”
“It is when the man holding those people hostages is a former patient of mine. And I don’t tell you how to do your job, do I?”
“Not the point, Iz.”
“Oh, but I think it is.” She smiled up at him, and damn if everything in his world didn’t seem to be okay. “Now, as much as I enjoy a good display of alpha male authority, I really do need to go.”
“Fine.” Grady hesitated a moment longer before easing back and giving her room to move. “Will I see you tonight?”
“Maybe.” Isobel unlocked the door before pulling it open. With a quick wink and a grin from over her shoulder, she left him with a parting, “If you’re lucky.”
And just like that, she was gone.
Taking a couple of minutes to compose himself, Grady wiped his mouth and adjusted his crotch. And as he made his way back to his desk, he couldn’t help but think…
I’m already lucky.
When someone starts stalking Dr. Isobel Garcia, she turns to Detective Grady Thorne for help.