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    After ten minutes of sitting in silence with his face buried i n my neck, he recovered from his post-orgasmic haze and readjusted his pants, making certain the zipper was up.  
    “Don’t you dare tell any of the guys at the precinct about this,” I threatened. “Surveillance assignments are always rumored to be full of crazy sexual escapades, but I’d prefer if everyone still believed that was only urban legend.”
    “Scout’s honor,” he teased. He met my eyes, looking sincere and serious in his admiration. “Lexie, I think I could fall--”
    “Isn’t that our guy?” I asked, looking away and spotting movement near the pawn shop.
    Begrudgingly, he broke eye contact and looked outside. “Yes. It is.” His focus shifted back to our assignment.
    We watched from our position in the car as Sigfried made his way down the street and entered the pawn shop. Riley opened the car door, checking the small of his back to make sure his gun was still holstered underneath his jacket and his cuffs were hanging, concealed from passersby.
    “Should I radio for back-up?” I asked.
    “Yes. Call it in, and I’m going to see if I can’t catch our guy red-handed with some stolen items. If I need your help, I’ll let you know.” Strutting toward the shop, I watched as he walked away.
    Picking up the radio, I called in the request for back-up and waited. Within two minutes, Holowitz and Hawking pulled up next to us. Holowitz got out of the car and Hawking looked at me and shrugged. We were just officers. This was a game for detectives only. Before anything else could happen, a few black and whites rolled up and the uniformed policemen got out and helped Riley wrestle the now-handcuffed Sigfried into the back of one of the cars.
    “We could have done that,” Hawking mouthed to me.
    “I know,” I shouted back, even though I didn’t think he could hear me through the double set of closed windows. We got out of the cars and assisted in taking the store owner’s statement, threatening to bring him up on accessory charges for trafficking in the sale of stolen goods, and by the end, we seemed to have a pretty solid case.
     
    ~*~
     
    With Sigfried’s arrest, the spree of home invasions declined. Of course there were still going to be robberies, but not nearly as many as there had been. I hadn’t felt like I had done much to contribute to the case, but all three detectives, even Holowitz, congratulated me, Hawking, and Kemper for a job well-done.
    “How about we actually go on that date now?” Riley asked as I packed up my belongings for the day. “It seems we aren’t working together anymore, so there’s not much reason why we can’t be seen together.”
    “Just not in the precinct, right?” I asked, still wondering what his motivation for any of this was. Preston had already gone home, and unless he had other spurned ex-lovers nearby, it shouldn’t be an issue at all.
    “Probably not, but I was thinking a romantic dinner, tablecloths, candlelight. We can take it slow now that we’ve taken the edge off.” He smirked slyly.
    “Sure, but my rule still holds true.” It sounded ridiculous, but if he wanted to wine and dine me then there would be no hanky-panky. Like he said, we had taken the edge off, only now I knew just how delectable he tasted and how skilled his hands were. I imagined the rest of him was equally skilled. The edge wasn’t off, at least not for this double-edged sword.
    “I’ll pick you up around eight,” he promised.
    Leaving work, I went home and showered, dressed in a little black number, and gave myself a pep talk about not being slutty. I’d been slutty enough today. I think my slutty quota was used up for the rest of the year. I laughed at the absurdity and waited impatiently for eight o’clock.

Chapter 7
     
    I was proud of myself. Michael Riley and I had successfully gone out on three dates and I had managed to keep my legs closed for all of them. He was trying to be a