"Alex.We need to stop."
She ignores me, pushing my shirt up to trail hot kisses across my skin.My knees nearly buckle when she licks a path up my torso.Holy—
"Alex, w-we..."My attempt at reason crumbles when her teeth graze my nipple.Fuck it.
I lift her, and she wraps her legs around my waist, locking her ankles at my back.Her cleavage right at my eye level proves too tempting to resist.I tug her spaghetti straps down, pushing the fabric to her waist, and draw one hard peak into my mouth.Her fingers tangle in my hair as I suck and tease, switching between gentle and demanding.
"Cole."My name comes out as a desperate plea."I want you inside me."
My cock throbs painfully at her bold demand.I pull back to look at her, pupils blown wide with desire."Christ, Alex.I want nothing more than to take you right here, but we need to get to the station."
She gives me that pouty look that makes me want to devour her.I can't resist pressing a quick kiss to those tempting lips.
"You promised to satisfy my needs, Walker."Her nails scrape my nape, igniting fire in my blood.
"Oh, babe."I press my forehead to hers."When I take you, it won't be rushed against a window.I want hours to explore every inch of you."
She tugs her top back up, and when her feet touch the floor, I give her one last bruising kiss before stepping back.A glance at my watch sobers me."Time to get ready."
She nods, smoothing her clothes."I need to change at my place first."Suddenly, her body goes rigid."The box," she whispers, fear creeping back into her voice.
"Already handled."I cup her cheek."I moved it to my car this morning."
Something soft passes through her eyes as she touches my face."Thank you."Then she's heading for the door, throwing over her shoulder, "Twenty minutes, downstairs.Don't be late, Walker."
I chuckle at her attempted bravado."Wouldn't dream of it."
* * *
Alisha
The momentwe exit the police station, I gulp in fresh air like I've been underwater.But the thought thathemight be watching sends ice through my veins.My head whips from side to side, scanning faces, shadows, when Cole's warm palm settles on my lower back.Like always, his touch acts as an anchor, melting the edge of my panic.
"You did good, Alex."
I turn to face him, grateful for the distraction."I did well?You're the one who made quite the impression."
And he had.When we arrived, the male officer's suggestion that I might have "given mixed signals" at the bar had Cole out of his chair so fast it toppled.He'd demanded another officer, voice like steel and eyes blazing.The female officer who took over had been everything the first wasn't—sympathetic, thorough, professional.She believed this was the work of a stalker intent on intimidation.Looking back, I'm beyond thankful Cole came with me.
I tilt my head up to meet his gaze."Buy me a drink?I'm parched."
He leans down, his breath hot against my ear."I'm thirsty too, Alex."
The way my name rolls off his tongue sends heat pooling low in my belly.I can't help but drink him in—the crisp blue suit, white t-shirt tucked just so, black dress shoes polished to perfection.The whole smart-casual look shouldn't be legal.
"I know just the place."His hand stays at my back as he guides me through the streets.Women's heads turn as we pass, and I can't blame them.Cole commands attention without trying, his height and presence impossible to ignore.
He opens the door to a cozy coffeehouse, and immediately a woman behind the counter lights up.
"Well, look who finally showed up for that coffee!"
"Hello, Tina," Cole replies with an easy smile.
The brunette rushes over, wrapping Cole in a hug and pecking his cheek.Jealousy flares hot and sharp in my chest.Who the hell is she?
"Coffee?"Tina beams at us.
Cole's low chuckle sends warmth through my chest."Yeah."
