QUOTE OF THE WEEK
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Someone to Watch Over Me
After he left, I paced my apartment for a few minutes and contemplated the possibility of a stalker, trying to think like my father, the cop. But I got nowhere. There was very little evidence that some mysterious person was after me. And there was absolutely no evidence that that person was Joe.
It had been a long day, and all Devlin wanted to do was climb in his car and head back to his house on the river, forgetting all about Darwin Fletcher and Sunny Dae, serial killers and television producers. And while he knew that this was nothing more than wishful thinking, he had had enough of Mike Tygann's surliness. He was tired, and his stomach hurt. He gave himself the petty but immediate gratification of wiping the smirk off Tygann's face by whipping his keys out of his pocket and offering his arm to the beautiful Sunny Dae.
Not On My Watch
He sighed and pulled her to him. Her body matched his exactly, like two sides of the same coin. He ached with desire for her. He ran his fingers through her long hair, tugging at the elastic loop holding the low ponytail at the base of her skull. He nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent. He pictured himself taking her into the bedroom and making love to her right then and there. Maybe that would make all the rest of this go away.
Tucker cleared his throat. The image of those black lace panties on Devlin's coffee table this morning flashed again in his mind. "I'm sorry, sir," was all he could think of to say.
The smile on Devlin's face deepened. "Don't be, Tucker, my man. That's been the best damn part of the past twenty-four hours."