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“Did you think I would?” he asked, his fingers caressing her upper arms

She couldn’t look away froaze “I wasn’t sure”

“There are private matters in that report,” he said

She exhaled “Yes”

He lifted his hand, lowered the front of her bathing suit and touched the brand Roy had left with his lit cigarette the night he’d tried to rape her She sucked in a harsh breath at the memory And at the touch of Trey’s hand

“Things I’d like you to tell aze to hers “Someday”

She sed hard I don’t talk about it Not ever With anyone

But she surprised herself by saying, “Maybe someday”

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

THE NEXT MORNING, after a run and a shower, Kelly dressed in her uniform and holstered her weapon What would she encounter downstairs?

Jason usually waited for her somewhere She hoped she didn’t see Trey today Or did she want to see hi kiss?

She sht in Jason’s room Their kiss had been soft and sweet Trey had treated her as if she were precious, so violet

So why did his tenderness ht been different?

The only thing that had changed was the presence of Grandpa Mean Bull in the house She hoped he was leaving today If he didn’t, then she’d have to go

She’d intended to ht, but she’d been so breathless after their kiss all she could do was stu he would come with her

What would she have done if he had?

She sucked in a huge gulp of air at the i around in bed with her

Shaking her head, she hurried down the stairs The mean streets of Miami awaited her patrol She didn’t have time to moon over billionaires or their hateful fathers

Kelly stepped into the dining room—where she came to an abrupt stop

Senior sat at the head of the table, eyeglasses perched on the end of his pointy nose, reading the Wall Street Journal Great Trey had said he was an early riser Jason wasn’t in sight, no doubt hiding from Grandpa Mean Bull

She’d have to walk by hi to eat

He took a sip of coffee and gave her a quick nod “Officer Jenkins”

“Mr Wentworth,” Kelly said, equally foro to work