“Whoa there, cowboy.” A small feminine hand met my chest. “What the hell has you in such a tizzy?” I looked down into the eyes of Shannon, the detective I’d had the privilege of working with, as well as sharing a few heated nights of passion. I attempted a smile, capturing her hand and bringing it to my lips. “Nothing my favorite redhead can’t fix.” “Cool your heels, bubba. I’m here on business.” She winked, letting me know the possibilities that waited once she was through with whatever case had brought her here. “Anything I can help with?” “Yes, actually,” she said, backing away and beginning to walk towards the entrance. I followed suit, matching my long strides to her shorter ones. While holding the door open for her, I examined her tiny yet firm ass in action. Casually, I adjusted my cock before we walked down the hallway. “So…how can I help?” “This is about Ari.” Her voice now held a professional tone. Fuck me. “What about her?” She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face me. “I’ve found her birth parents.” I seethed, “Who the hell are they, Shannon? I swear when I get my hands on those two.” She swallowed hard and glanced away. Before I could demand more information, Sofie joined us. “I’m sorry to interrupt,” Sofie said as she reached us. Shannon glanced sideways and answered, “You’re fine. How may I help you?” I was not so kind. Barely leashing in my wrath, I bit out, “What the fuck do you want, Sofie?” She squared her shoulders and stood firm in the face of my disdain. “You don’t ever speak to me like that again, Alex.” Shannon coughed to hide her giggle. Damn women. Sofie held out her hand towards Shannon and introduced, “I’m Sofie Fields. Pleased to make your acquaintance.” “I’m Detective Shannon McLeary, and the pleasure is all mine. I believe I own at least three of your remarkable creations.” Sofie blushed. “Wow. I just never know who I’ll run into that knows my designs.” “You have amazing talent and a keen eye for color and texture,” Shannon gushed. “Thank you,” Sofie humbly replied. I stood there glowering at the woman who had ripped my heart out all those years ago and never gave it back. I thought some piece of it was still there to share with Shannon. Now, I wasn’t so sure about that.
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