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around and narrowed her eyes at him. “Go away.” She crossed the street.
    Brody
chuckled and trotted behind her. When she spun around, he almost ran into her.
    “I mean
it Brody Thomas Morgan. Leave. Me. Alone.”
    “Shit,
using the middle name. That’s cold, Maddie.” He drew back when she slapped her
hand at him.
    “Don’t
call me that.” Her jaw clenched.
    “Sorry,”
Brody muttered then swore when he saw Zach running toward them. “Here comes
your boyfriend.”
    Madilyn
growled. “He’s not my boyfriend.”
    Brody
raised his eyebrows. “You’ve been seeing him for almost a year and he’s not
your boyfriend?”
    “How do
you know how long I’ve been seeing him?” Madilyn placed her hands on her hips
and narrowed her eyes at him.
    He
grinned. “I asked.”
    “You…”
Her jaw went slack.
    Zach
stopped beside Madilyn. “Is he bothering you?”
    Brody
grunted. “What if I am?” He folded his arms across his chest. “What are you
planning on doing about it, Johnson?”
    Zach
stepped forward but when Brody didn’t budge, he halted in his tracks. “You’d
love it if I took a swing, wouldn’t you? You’d arrest me.”
    Brody
glanced at Zach. “We can finish this when I get off duty.” He raised an
eyebrow. While Brody and Zach stared at each other, Madilyn swore softly and
walked away.
    “Your…date’s
leaving.” Brody sneered and then chuckled when Zach ran off after her.
    Zach
stopped and spun around and glared at him. “I won’t have you hurting her
again.”
    “What
happens between Madilyn and me is our business, not yours.” Brody stepped
toward him. He smirked when Zach backed up a step.
    “I’m
not afraid of you, Morgan.”
    Brody
smiled. “Yes you are.”
    Zach
glared at him before he turned and ran after Madilyn. Brody folded his arms
across his chest and stared after them.

 
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*

 
    Madilyn
unlocked her apartment door just as Zach got to her. When he touched her arm,
she spun around and glared at him.
    “Go
away, Zach.”
    “Come
on, Madilyn. It isn’t my fault,” Zach pleaded.
    “Seriously? You were the one saying I’m
still in love with Brody.” Madilyn clenched her jaw.
    Zach
sighed. “You’re right, and I’m sorry. Let me come in, and I’ll make it up to
you.”
    No way in hell! ran through her mind. Going to bed
with him was not going to happen. Especially after seeing Brody in his khaki
deputy shirt with his badge pinned to it and the short sleeves tight around his
biceps. He wore jeans and the way he filled them out made her bite the inside
of her cheek to hold back a groan. She knew every inch of his hard body and loved
it. Even the tattoos he had under his shirt. Madilyn wondered if he’d had her
name removed. It was across the top of his left pec ,
in cursive. She’d loved it when he showed it to her and she never got the
chance to reveal his name she’d had tattooed on the front of her right hip.
    “No.
I’m done. I can’t go out with you anymore. Throwing Brody in my face shows me
how you really feel.” She started to push the door shut when he stuck his foot
in it. “Go away, Zach.”
    “I
don’t think so.” He shoved the door open and wrapped his fingers around her
arm. “I really don’t care if you’re still in love with him or not. I’ve had it
with all the sexual frustration you put me through the past year.”
    “Let go
of me,” she shouted.
    Zach
jerked her to him and tried to kiss her. She kicked his shin and screamed.
    “I
think she wants you to let go of her.”
    Madilyn
gasped as she spun around to see Brody leaning against the doorjamb with his
arms folded across his broad chest. Her gaze swept down his body, lingering on
the worn fly of his jeans, where they emphasized his sex, and down to his worn
boots. Her eyes traveled back up to land on his gorgeous face, but Brody wasn’t
looking at her. His gaze was trained on Zach and she’d seen him mad enough
times to know he was furious.
      Zach stared at him with