Maybe I should go to bed.
But the buzz was still there.
What could it hurt to have a beer?
Chapter 7
Cash
I poppedthe cap of my second beer.
Had the flash of her blinds meant she was coming down or to fuck off?
Suddenly she appeared in her doorway, her porch light gave me a perfect view of every inch of her. She’d gone from buttoned up cop to siren in ten minutes. Gone was the severe, slicked back hair and now there were all these curls trying to escape from a knot at the top of her head. A barely there strappy tank molded to her tits leaving my mouth dry.
But it was the legs.
God, I was such a sucker for her legs. And now they were all on display with a pair of cut off shorts that made my tongue feel too big for my mouth. I took a sip from my beer to try and act like she didn’t punch me in the face with her girl-next-door beauty.
She quickly loped across the street with her chair. “Sorry, I had to get out of that uniform.”
“Absolutely fine.” My voice was thick and deep in the dark.
She set her chair down across from me. “How about one of those beers?”
I leaned down, almost dumping myself at her feet.
She grinned, well aware of what she was doing to me.
I stabilized my chair then opened the cooler and handed her a sweating bottle. “Need a?—”
She tucked the bottle under her chair and the hiss of carbonation release answered my question.
“Think I need one of those chairs.”
She grinned behind the lip of the bottle before taking a sip. She tipped way more than a mouthful back and sagged back in her chair. “Thanks, I needed that.”
“Anytime.”
“How have I not seen you, neighbor?”
“Must be our crazy schedules. I had no idea Mrs. Morris moved out.”
“Her daughter had to take her in. She and her oxygen tank were a fire hazard since she wouldn’t quit smoking.”
“That tracks. She tried to pay me when I mowed her grass. I swear I could smell the smoke on the five dollars she kept trying to shove in my hand.”
“I believe it. I’ve been de-smoking that lower apartment since I moved in. I got a good price for the house because of it, but I’m not sure I ended up winning on that deal.”
“I’ve done many a renovation. I know some tricks if you want help.”
“And why would you do that?” She crossed her long legs, her purple flip flop dangling from her perfect toes. Damn, even her feet were sexy.The citronella candle keeping the mosquitos at bay made her seem even more golden.
“Just being neighborly.” I took a sip to wet my throat.
“Think you can use that for some of your community service?”
I laughed. “Free of charge for you, Chief.”
