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eyes lolled back in her head, her nipples pebbling. What she really wanted was for his hand to reach around and cup her mound. When he bent down and ran his hands down her bare legs, she nearly cried out for him to reach under her skirt. She was glad she’d freshly shaved her legs this morning.
    “She clean?” asked Officer Myers.
    “Very.” His voice was anything but professional. It was deep, promising hours of depraved pleasure. Was it wrong to hit on a cop? She wondered if these nuts would charge her for harassing an officer if she tried.
    “Can I turn around now?” She still had her hands on the hood of the car as told.
    “Good girl. You can follow instructions well,” said Myers.
    His choice of words rang strong in her. Stephanie had never known her own father. She was well aware she had some degree of daddy issues. Older, dominant men did something for her that carefree guys her own age never could. She wanted to be loved, adored, mastered.
    “How can we make that ticket go away?” she asked. Was that subtle enough to keep her out of hot water? At this point, she probably wouldn’t object to a quick fuck against the side of their cruiser. Her pussy was throbbing uncomfortably, achy and wet. She wondered if it was wrong for a woman to be so forward, so comfortable with her sexuality. Perhaps any healthy woman would feel the same way when confronted with these two men. She’d expect to find them as heroes in an action-adventure movie, not patrolling the streets of her city. They must spend hours a day keeping their bodies so pleasingly perfect.
    Her friend Tammy had blasted her time and time again for her flirting and noncandid way of speaking. But she was the one sleeping with four firefighters now.
    “Have you ever heard of the expression about doing time for a crime?” Myers leaned closer, one arm propped against her car, the other resting on his gun belt.
    She nodded. “You’re putting me in jail?”
    They both smirked at once. “No, I’m asking you out.” He handed her the ticket, which was actually just a blank slip of paper with a name and number written on it.
    “Grayson?”
    “No pressure. I promise I won’t lock you up if you say no.” He winked at her and returned to his police car. Dom shadowed the retreat on the other side. She was left standing there with the piece of paper, dumbfounded and uncomfortably horny.

Chapter Four
     
    “What’re we having for dinner?” asked Dom. “Chinese?”
    Grayson had just gotten out of the shower. Their shift had ended at three, which left them half the day and a meal to plan. “No.” He sighed, massaging the back of his neck as he paced in front of the large bay window. He hadn’t felt so unsettled in years.
    “You still pining over that girl?” asked Dom. It had been two days since he’d given her his number. Every time the phone rang, his heart skipped a beat. He wasn’t sure what he expected, but he could hope.
    “You should be happy,” said Grayson. “Looks like you may win the bet.”
    “I’d rather lose. I could have sworn she was interested.”
    “Women are impossible to predict. Forget her.”
    The phone rang. They both raced to pick it up, nearly knocking the furniture over. They weren’t small men. Grayson stared at Dom when they reached the cordless on the kitchen counter at the same time. It was a standoff.
    “I doubt it’s her,” said Dom, not averting his gaze.
    “Then you won’t mind me answering it. It was my number I gave her. She’s expecting to talk with me.”
    The phone continued to ring.
    “ If it’s her.”
    Just as they reached for the phone together, it silenced. “Fuck!” He twisted away, his arms in the air.
    “I’m tracing it,” said Dom, bending down and wrenching open the lower cupboard where they kept most of their surveillance equipment.
    Grayson knew in that moment Stephanie meant more to him than the average woman. There was just something inexplicable that drew him to her. Was it her