She inched a little closer, bringing her sweet scent with her. “I love their banter here. Her decision to start backing up the stairs and coaxing him to follow is so much fun.”
“Glad you like it.” Her praise, delivered in a slightly breathless voice, sent a message straight to his cock. He sent a message back.Stay down.“He’s trying to talk her out of it.”
“Which fits his character, to lay out his bad track record in detail. But Sophia’s a rescuer, a fixer.”
“That’s why she counters withI don’t care.”
“Yeah, but what if, instead of saying she doesn’t care, each time she saysI know.”
“Why would she know?”
“Because she’s a cop!”
“Small-town sheriff.”
“Close enough. And because she’s a cop, before she ever makes a move on this guy, she investigates the hell out of him. I think readers will like that she did that.”
“She looked into his background enough to find out he used to be a deputy.”
“But that was work related. She needed his help with cases. When her interest became personal, she dug deeper. She’s been burned before.”
“She has.” He’d resisted the suggestion, but now he got it. “She would want more info.” He began changing Sophia’s responses fromdon’t caretoI know.
“And then, when she has him where she wants him?—”
“Which is?”
“Here.” She pointed to the line.
Dooley gave up. With a groan of surrender, he thrust deep.
Rance’s breath caught as a sharp pain told him his cock was not happy. He gave it a talking to. “Okay, what happens then besides the obvious?” Not sounding so casual now, was he?
“I have another piece of dialogue if you want to hear it.”
“You bet.”
“Before they continue, Dooley saysIs there anything you don’t know about me?And she saysI don’t know if you’re any good in the sack.And he says?—”
“Time to finish your investigation.”
“Yes! Exactly!”
He grinned as he continued to type. “I like it. A lot. Thanks.”
“Anytime.”
If only she meant that. He finished making the changes, hit Save and turned the screen her way. “Want to take a look?”
“Later.”
Her sultry tone caught his attention.Oh, yeah.The sizzle of passion in her eyes warmed him all over, especially the area below his belt. Closing the laptop, he laid it on the nightstand and tossed the pillow to the floor. “Much later.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Lani left the bed and started ripping off her clothes. So did Rance. Their frenzied efforts made her laugh. “Is this a contest?”
“Yes, ma’am. First one naked gets to choose the position.” He yanked his partially unbuttoned shirt over his head.
