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“God, I swear, if that’s Mrs Webbly”

I snorted “I told her I’d get to the toilet tomorrow She has two bathrooms”

“Letmy hands off her knees She stood and had started toward the door when the pounding came a second time, and a man shouted, “Are you okay, Ms Garrett? This is Tony Allen, with Hallies Falls PD Can you open the door?”

Fucking hell Tinker hesitated, then shotto do withbehind her as she opened the door A young deputy—hardly old enough to shave—looked at us ide eyes

“U a welfare check,” he said slowly “A friend of yours called, said he was concerned about ainto your home Can you step outside, Ms Garrett?”

Oh, that fucker That cowardly little fucker Guitar Boy hadn’t had the nerve to stand up to ood reason Just what I needed

“Of course,” she said, following him I knew the drill here He’d talk to her separately,If she truly wanted to jack me up, noould be her opportunity I considered that Tinker was pissed at me—really pissed She could tell him I’d lied about my identity, not thatthat needed fixing, and the local cops followed the Nighthawks’ lead Still, I was a little surprised when she finished talking to the guy and came back inside

“Sorry about that,” she said as atched him walk down the street to his squad car “I think Joel called the”

“Must’ve been real concerned,” I said, crossing ainst the doorfraot his own ass a safe distance from yours Sounds like a real winner to me”

She looked up atasshole you’re sort of cute when you’re jealous”

“What?” I asked, thrown off-balance

“You heardI’o to bed Alone, for the record The sooner we get this over with, the better”

“You have a way of ed as she closed the front door before sitting on one of the wingback chairs in the living roo forith my arms on my knees to pin her doith my stare

“Okay, so you were busy avoiding adanization,” she said quietly

“If that’s what you really believe, why didn’t you have that cop haul me out of here?”

“Would he have done it?” she asked “Because hthan the local police According to my ex-husband, bikers come hand in hand with crime and corruption What’s your side of the story?”

“You know, it’s a lot easier to hook up with girls who don’t ask so

“Feel free to hook up with someone else, then,” she snapped I studied her face, then let my eyes slowly slide down her body Jesus, the woman really was perfect Cute jeans shorts that cupped her ass just right, another of those halters she loved sowhite polka dots, and for once she wasn’t wearing any led

“You look good like this,” I said She raised a brow