Page 12 of Bragg's Love

Moon slaps his shoulder. “What are you doing? I was enjoying watching their foreplay.”

“Not foreplay,” I snarl.

Moon giggles. “Totally foreplay. If Lyric and I weren’t here, you would be naked and humping on his desk in minutes.”

Eden’s eyes flare with heat and my cock twitches in response. What the fuck? I don’t want her. She drives me crazy. My cock doesn’t care. He’s Team Eden all the way.

I obviously need to get laid. I try to remember the last time I had a woman but I can’t recall. It’s been too long. I should drive over to White Bridge this weekend and pick up a willing woman. Except my cock deflates at the thought.

“For the record,” Lyric begins, “there will be no humping on my desk.”

Moon snorts. “I have it on good authority you and Aspen have used this desk on more than one occasion.”

“I’m going to fire Sage if it’s the last thing I do as chief of police.”

“You can’t fire me,” Sage shrieks from the hallway where she’s still standing eavesdropping on our conversation.

Lyric clears his throat. “Miller made a good point.”

Eden chortles. “Miller made a good point? Must be the first time in his life.”

I glare at her and she bats her eyelashes at me. Innocent my ass. She lives to irritate me.

“Hating me is not an excuse to act like a child,” I grumble.

Her eyes widen in surprise. “I don’t hate you. I don’t hate anyone.”

“Sure you don’t, flower girl.”

“Don’t call me flower girl.”

“Do you prefer hippie girl?”

She pokes my chest. “I prefer you don’t call me names. Name calling is childish.”

“The same way running around barefoot is?”

This time she slaps my chest. I don’t enjoy her hand on my body. It’s been awhile since I’ve been with a woman is all. That’s the only reason her touching me feels good. The only reason I want to shackle her hand and press it to my body.

“Do you know how bad shoes are for the environment?”

“No, but I bet you have a PowerPoint presentation for me.”

“What is your problem with PowerPoint presentations?”

“I don’t have a problem with them per se, but I don’t think I as a man needed to watch a thirty-minute presentation on the dangers of nail polish.”

Her eyes narrow. “Are you saying only women wear nail polish? How narrow-minded of you.”

The door opens and Moon strolls inside. When did she leave?

“Where did you go?”

She holds up a bag of popcorn. “I always eat popcorn when I watch a movie.”

I had to ask, didn’t I? I should know better. I’ve lived in Winter Falls for a few years now. Eccentric is too tame a word to describe the inhabitants of this town.

Eden loses her mind. “This is not a movie. This is my life.” She stabs her finger in the air toward me. “And this person is trying to ruin it.”

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