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would be like to sleep with him.
Mary almost choked on her drink as a snorting laugh left her throat. She coughed once and
smiled at her co-worker. Then, full-on jealousy arose. No, no, no. She couldn t be jealous of
something she didn t have. Could she?
Hannah pushed her silver-framed glasses higher on her nose. At twenty-five, she always showed
a poised, outwardly uptight demeanor that made her seem considerably older. But Mary had
learned that appearances, where Hannah was concerned, were decidedly unreliable. Her uptight,
high-collared dresses and conservative shoes hid a sassy personality.
Hannah s green eyes glinted with naughtiness. I think he s the most gorgeous guy on SWAT. I
mean, the Justice brothers are awesome, but there s something so sexy about Dace. You know.
Dark and dangerous and unpredictable.
She knew all right. The Justice brothers, Mick, Trey and Craig MacGilvary were an interesting
trio. Adopted many years ago by a SWAT team member when they were teens, the three boys
were as close as any blood brothers could be. Dace, though... Well, Dace had something extra
Mary had difficulty resisting.
Hannah grinned. Do you ever wonder how Dace got that handle of hard man ? Rumors say it s
because he s ... uh ... hard everywhere.
Another spurt of jealousy swamped Mary. The thought of other women touching his body,
making love with him burned her cookies. He s a highly-trained law enforcement officer who
has to stay in shape, and before that he was in the marines. It s not like he ll let himself go to pot.
He told me he got the name from winning the fitness tests.
I dunno. Hannah cracked a grin. Remember Sanders? He just got a butt kicking from the
sheriff for gaining too much weight.
Oh, goody.
Probably explains why hard man has looked crabby lately. With Sanders s ass in a loop and
two guys down with the flu, that makes the SWAT team short three men. Oh, well. Whatever.
All I can say is that I d give just about anything for one night with Dace. He looks like he d be
fantastic in bed.
Mary almost swallowed her tongue. She forced her next words from her throat. Then why don t
you ask him out?
Moi? Surely you jest?
No, I don t.
Humph. Don t tell me you haven t wondered about what he d be like in bed?
She had. Endlessly. Especially since they d shared powerful kisses. Maybe, if everything worked
out tonight, she d know the answer once and for all. The mystery would be solved and the
craving quenched.
Hannah grinned and started typing at her computer. I d like to strip all that equipment off him
and see what he s hiding under his shirt. Haven t you ever wondered?
Oh, she had all right. Wondered and fantasized and imagined into the deep, dark corners of the
night until she was hot and unsatisfied. I ve never seen him without his shirt.
Hannah s fingers flew over the keys, then she stopped. Behind the glasses her eyes looked big.
Pretty and sparkling, but almost owlish. Neither have I. God, you don t think he s gay, do you?
Mary made a scoffing sound. No way.
Hannah frowned and pinned her with a no-nonsense look. How do you know he s not gay?
Have you ever seen him date since he started work here?
The small sheriff s department station, thank goodness, didn t have too many people running
around at this noon hour. No one would overhear this outrageous conversation.
I don t know for sure, but the way he looks at women tells me he s not gay.
Yeah? Hannah winked. She tilted her head to the side and dishwater blonde hair slipped over
her shoulders. Does that mean he s looked at you that way?
Ahem. Ladies, do you have a minute? Captain Sherry Carmichael walked into the
administration section, her tight military bearing attesting to ten years in the Air Force and
another ten in the Sheriff s Department. A storm front is coming in again. Sherry shifted and
her leather holster creaked. The sheriff is stuck clear across town at a meeting, but he just called
in and said non-essential personnel should head home before all hell breaks loose.
Outside, as if Mother Nature had heard the captain s words, the wind escalated to a bone-chilling
howl. Snow whipped across the windows. Late afternoon turned darker by the minute.
Whoohoo! Hannah twirled her chair in a circle. This is a great way to end a week. Off early.
Sherry smiled. Get outta here before I change my mind. She strode out the door.
As Mary shut down her computer, Hannah groaned.
Something wrong?
I forgot. My car won t be out of the shop until later today. Sandy over in dispatch planned to
give me a ride over to the repair place. But she s essential personnel. She won t be leaving
early.
Mary reached for the desk drawer to retrieve her purse. No problem. I can drop you off at the
garage. Give Sandy a call.
Oh, thank you. That would be great.
Before too long they jumped into Mary s blue Ford Focus and headed down the main drag. Few
people lingered on the streets. She knew Dace would work through the weather--cops didn t quit
because snowstorms came along. She sighed with disappointment. If this snowstorm
materialized, she wouldn t make it over to his house tonight for a friendly conversation.
Damn. Damn. Damn.
She really, really wanted to get together with him in every way possible.
Once she scratched this crazy itch for him, she d be happy.
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