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my eyebrows together. “You’ve been at the department for two months. You don’t have vacation time.”
    He pulled a half-eaten bag of Skittles out of his pocket. “I just solved the biggest case in North Carolina’s history. I don’t think the Sheriff’s going to object.”
    I cleared my throat. “Correction: we ”—I pointed between Warren and myself—“just solved the biggest case in North Carolina’s history.”
    Nathan popped a handful of candy into his mouth. “You helped,” he said with a wink.
    Warren rubbed his palms together and looked at us both. “So, we’re doing this?”  
    “I’m in,” Nathan said. “Sloan?”
    They were watching me expectantly.  
    With a huff, I dropped my shoulders in resignation. “Let’s go to Texas.”
    * * *
    The next morning, as I brushed my teeth in front of the mirror, Warren came into the bathroom and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. A dizzying current of electricity flowed through me as he dragged his warm lips down the side of my neck. For a second, my eyes rolled backward. Only Warren Parish could turn dental hygiene into foreplay.
    I spat out my toothpaste because moaning is much less seductive when foaming at the mouth. “Mmm…Good morning.”
    “Good morning.” His voice was low and rough. “How did you sleep?”
    I squirmed against him. “When you let me sleep, it was peaceful.” I leaned over to rinse my mouth out with water, and I could almost feel his blood pressure rise. I straightened and smiled at him in the mirror. “This is nice. You being here when I wake up.”
    He slipped the strap of my tank-top down and kissed my shoulder. “You just like that I make coffee,” he said, smiling against my skin.
    “And you can cook,” I added as I wiped my mouth with the hand towel.  
    His hands slid across my hip bones. “Stay home today.”
    “You’re seriously going to get me fired,” I said, laughing.
    He rested his head on my shoulder. “That’s OK. I’ll take care of you.”
    I looked over at him. “You don’t have a job, remember?”  
    “Good point.”  
    I put my toothbrush in its holder and turned around in his arms. “I tell you what. I’m going to go to the office and turn in my vacation paperwork. Then I’m going to work really hard to get done early today, and tonight, we can stay home. Just us. No parents. No Nathan. No interruptions.”
    “I like that idea, but I like the idea of carrying you back to bed right now even more.” He leaned in to kiss me, but I blocked his lips with my hand. His eyes popped open and then narrowed in frustration.
    I shook my head. “Don’t even go there,” I said. “I can’t walk into work late and then ask for paid time off.”
    Warren growled and bit the palm of my hand. “Well, you’d better hurry up and get out of here before I decide to not let you leave.” He tightened his arms around me. “We didn’t get to have our talk last night.”
    I held up my hands. “That was Nathan’s fault. Not mine.” After successfully wrenching myself free from his grip, I walked to my closet. “Do you want to talk about it while I get ready?”
    Shaking his head, he returned to the bedroom. “No. We’ll talk about it tonight.”
    “What are you going to do today?” I asked over my shoulder.
    The bedsprings squeaked under his weight. “I guess I’ll look into flights and hotels for our trip.”  
    I pulled a white blouse and a pencil-line black skirt down off their hangers. “Do you want me to leave my credit card so you can book them?”
    He laughed. “I may be out of a job, but that doesn’t mean I need your credit card.”
    I picked up a pair of black high heels off the floor. “I have $172 in my bank account to last me till payday. I wouldn’t be able to eat without a job.”
    I carried the day’s wardrobe to my room and stumbled a bit as I took in the sight of the shirtless mercenary who was reclined against my fluffy pillows.
    Warren was oblivious to my