Page 32 of Evil Enemy

Me, too. Want to tell me about it?

Boston

You ever feel like you’re having a midlife crisis?

Eve

I’m only thirty, so I hope not.

Boston

Same. But somedays I feel like I am.

Eve

You gonna spend your life savings on a flashy car and start dating an eighteen-year-old?

Boston

I’m a cop. My life savings total about three dollars.

I sniggered.

Eve

Want a stripping gig? Pay is good, and I know someone who could hook you up.

There was a long pause before he finally wrote back.

Boston

Is that your way of saying you want to see me naked?

I raised an eyebrow. Okayyyy. Well, that took a turn I wasn’t expecting. It almost read like flirting.

Eve

Seems fair. You’ve seen me naked after all.

Boston

Yeah, but you look better than I do without clothes on.

I flushed hot at the compliment. Though I was pretty sure it was a lie. I’d seen the way his shoulders filled out his shirt, and the way his pants hugged his ass. He was a beat cop, and that required a fairly high level of fitness. Without him even removing a stitch of clothing, I was sure Joshua Boston’s body was nothing short of exceptional.

Boston

Sorry. Inappropriate.

I typed back quickly.

Eve

Not inappropriate. Do you always do the right thing?

There was a pause, and then…

Boston

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