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rid of the stranger who had put his hands on his partner while she was spilling pheromones of anxiety. But he couldn’t be permitted to fixate on Scott.
    â€œLass das sein.”
    His handler’s command tone snapped Hugo out of whatever doggy thought process he was having. He turned with surprising agility and trotted over to scoot headfirst into his kennel.
    Cole shut the gate behind him and went to the sink to splash water on her face, hoping to gain a moment to compose herself before she dealt with Scott again.
    She was gone so long, Scott decided to check on her. He found her leaning over the kitchen sink.
    A slow warmth spread through him at the sight of her bending over the sink in a way that pushed her hips back in his direction. One of the first things he’d learned about her was that she liked to wear very feminine panties under her uniform. Lacy near-nothings. She said she did it to remind herself that she was, at the end of the day, a woman. Once upon a time, he had enjoyed the privilege of peeling off her uniform and showing her just how very happy all parts of him were that she was female.
    His body responded instantly to thoughts he probably shouldn’t be having. Confirmation of that thought came as he clocked the exact moment she became aware of him. She spun around and stood upright, eyes wide with wariness.
    Maybe she had a right to be nervous. He was now swinging serious pipe.
    Hoping to distract her from that realization, he gestured back toward the other room. “Look, about before.”
    â€œI’m good.” She lifted her hand and pushed it palm flat into the air between them, as if it was a solid thing against which she could pit her will. Officer Jamieson was back on duty.
    Scott nodded. He had seen her in action at the scene of more than one murder when she was D.C. police. But this was different. Nikki had a soft spot for innocent creatures, especially dogs, and he had deliberately played into that. Looking back into her hard eyes and too pale lips, he felt like a bully. He knew how to intimidate and how to apply pressure. But maybe he’d gone too far. Nikki wasn’t a suspect. He needed to give her back her pride. But he knew enough about her not to come at it directly.
    He slanted a look at her kenneled partner. “Enjoy your patrol last night, rattling doorknobs and checking locks?”
    â€œWe do more than that.” A flash of temper. Temper was good.
    â€œYeah. Saw a recent background photo of you on guard duty at an event where Miss Maryland put in an appearance. Tough job. Must have required all your skills.”
    Definitely the Kate Winslet stare. “A week ago we were called in to track and arrest an abusive husband after he got away from the responding officer.”
    â€œFun, huh?” He smiled and nodded. “A chance to really show what you could do?”
    He watched her gaze go inward as she reached up and touched her wounded eye. Then a tiny smile tugged her mouth.
    He leaned back against the wall and crossed his legs at the ankles. He saw her gaze slip for an instant and realized his action had practically served up his hard-on for her inspection. She didn’t seem impressed or intimidated. Either she didn’t care, or she’d mastered nonresponsive behavior to provocative situations. For pride’s sake he chose possibility number two.
    â€œYou and Hugo are wasted as glorified security guards. You can do more.”
    Instead of answering, Cole reached to unbuckle her rig. The fact that she sometimes thought that herself didn’t make it any easier to accept coming from him. She wasn’t going to share her new hopes and dreams with the man who’d once wrecked her life. But he had roused her curiosity about the DEA project.
    â€œHow long has that been going on?”
    Scott glanced back in the direction of her nod. She was thinking about the photos. Good.
    â€œUsing dogs as drug mules? There’ve been