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"Okay, but I’et past three"

"Blah, blah I’ a lot of talk and no action"

Cole held up his hand again and the waitress walked up to the table

"Can you set us up with soainst tequila?"

"I’ve only got soainst bad tequila Don’t cheap out on ood stuff"

"You heard the lady," Cole drawled "Give us a setup of the best tequila you have"

The waitress looked dubious but she nodded and headed in the direction of the bar

PJ studied him from underneath her eyelashes Despite her initial annoyance, Cole was intriguing her What was he doing here? And why? She could swear he was flirting with her, and the weird thing was, it was a rather delicious sensation

A guy like Cole wouldn’t have to look far to get laid No way he came all the way to Denver just for a piece of ass

"So ere the clowns giving you a hard tirio"

"Apparently they aren’t as taken with your charhter Shewhen she ay from her team It used to be like that on the SWAT team before Derek had to fuck it all up PJ had been certain she’d never find another position that was better than the early days with SWAT when she’d still been riding high on landing the gig as a female and had been wrapped up in her relationship with Derek

But she’d been wrong Going to KGI had opened her eyes to what loyalty to the team and one another was all about The men she worked for were deeply honorable, but she’d always been careful to keep her distance Especially fro involved with someone she worked with

The waitress returned, carrying a long board that had ten shot glasses She set it on the table, took Cole’s credit card and then looked at them both as if to say have at it

Cole picked up one glass, handed it to PJ and then took another for himself Then he held it up in a toast

"To another successful mission"

PJ could drink to that She tipped her shot glass against his and then they both downed the alcohol

She nearly coughed as fire burned down her throat Hell, it had been a good while since she’d had anything stronger than beer She’d sworn off the hard stuff after her stint with SWAT and the afterlass down on the table with a thurinned in return and then scooped up another glass She leaned forward to take her own, but this time they were a bit slower to down theot thicker Her eyes watered, whether froht about one thing This was a sucky place to spend her first evening back home

"What do you say we finish up our five shots and head to e her e after being so set on never allowing this sort of thing to happen Chalk it up to the alcohol or her shitty evening Either reason constituted one ht? She just knew she suddenly didn’t want to be alone

He frowned, and her heart sank She hadn’t read hiiant fool of herself She was already preparing to excuse the invitation aith casual indifference when he spoke

"If we’re going back to your place, one or both of us needs to stop drinking no about I get us a bottle and we’ll finish up there"

She let out a sigh of relief that she hadn’t even realized had welled up in her chest She stood, pushing back froet the bottle I’lllot You can follow me back to my place"

COLE went to the bar, motioned for the bartender and, a few lasses Not that he intended on needing or wanting either, but he was going tolot, wondering if PJ would even be there as she’d promised or whether she’d taken off

She was a hard-ass Hard to get close to Hard to get any infor about her personal life She never slipped up and dropped hints When they were on a le-minded focus And when theout No chitchat or social hour for her

It had been surprising as hell to discover that she hung out in this joint He would have guessed she hated people and that she’d never go out of her way to actually hang out in a place infested by the the GPS chip into her backpack before she’d left Tennessee She carried that da with her everywhere, and it had led hi lot of the bar

To his surprise she was standing by her jeep, leaned back with a cool expression on her face Her eyes were unreadable as she stared up at hirin in her direction

She gave a half smile in return then threw her thumb over her shoulder "Follow me and try to keep up"

Saucy little heifer She had to h It wasn’t worth it if it was easy

He clihway behind her, ht into an apartment complex that looked like it dated back to the seventies It was clean and seemed quiet, but Cole didn’t like how dark it was and that there were no security gates

How the hell did a woman whose job was all about security and protection live in a place like this?

He pulled into the parking spot beside her and slid out She was already on the sideaiting for him, and before he could catch up to her, she turned and walked up the pathway to her front door

He grimly surveyed the area, and when she opened the door, he frowned harder because the door wouldn’t withstand a sih and then paused as she closed and secured the door Not that it would do any good if someone really wanted in

When she turned back to where he was standing, she frowned as she stared down at his hands

"You forgot the tequila"

"I didn’t forget anything"

Before she could react, he backed her up against her door, his body pressing in close, and he did what he’d been dying to do ever since the day he’d first laid eyes on her

He kissed her

And this tiiving PJ a hard ti anytime soon

CHAPTER 2

FOR the second ti, PJ found herself coht Damn but the man could kiss like a dream