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empty because people know they’ll get tickets if they park there. She seems to be drawn to these spots. If you don’t want me to ticket her, maybe you should take down the signs, or say no parking except for Angela Reed.”
    Raphael watched while the commander sighed and rubbed his face roughly with his hands. He was pissed. That much was obvious.
    “The woman hates you. Why?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “You sure she’s not some woman you nailed?”
    Something bristled inside of Raphael. He didn’t like talking about the woman in this manner, regardless of what she was doing to screw him over.
    “I haven’t touched her.”
    “See to it that you don’t. She wants your badge. You make a mistake and forget that for a moment and she’ll have it. Don’t let those big brown eyes of hers fool you. The woman’s cold as ice.”
    That had been Raphael’s reaction to her in the beginning but he now knew better. There was something about the woman that produced a heat in him that he was afraid would consume him. The slightest touch of her fingers on his skin and he burned.
    He’d admit to himself that he looked for her car when he was on patrol. She intrigued him and he wanted to know why. He wanted to know if she knew why her touch had ignited a fire in him that he’d never known existed, a fire that was dangerous and that he didn’t want. At least he was still telling himself he didn’t want it.
    For over a week Raphael ignored Angela’s car illegally parked in the neighborhood. He was following orders. He wasn’t the only cop on the street; let someone else have a few of her complaints for a change.
    He did as he’d been ordered, until the day came when he couldn’t ignore her. He was sitting at a red light when a car pulled up on his right side, took a quick look in his car and ran the light, right with him sitting there. The driver on the left of him looked over at him as if to say, “Well, aren’t you going after her?”
    He almost didn’t. He really didn’t want to, not today, not when he’d just been thinking of her. Still, he had to do his duty, or more than likely the person sitting there witnessing it all would report him.
    Raphael turned on the lights and siren and went after her, wishing she’d waited the three seconds it had taken for the light to turn green. Now he had to give her another ticket.
    “What are you trying to do?” he asked angrily as he stalked up to her car.
    “Oh, it’s you. I was beginning to wonder what had happened to my shadow.”
    “Are you getting pleasure out of busting my balls?”
    She smiled at him. “If you’re asking if I’m enjoying this…” She stopped and stared. “Are you recording me?”
    “No.”
    “Then yes, I’m enjoying it. How does it feel to be the person on the receiving end of harassment?”
    “Look, lady, I haven’t harassed anyone.”
    “You’re a cop.”
    “And that makes me a bad person?”
    “Yes.”
    Raphael rolled his eyes. There was no reasoning with the woman. He glanced at her passenger seat and her gaze snagged his as he brought his eyes back to her. She knew what he was doing. Today there was no pass.
    “Why me?” he asked.
    “Why not you?” she answered.
    “You’re going to lose your license if you keep this up.”
    “Maybe I don’t care.”
    “If you lose it, how are you going to be a nuisance to me?”
    He saw her blink. This time he wrote out the ticket. “I’m just trying to do my job.” He held the paper out to her and waited. He saw fear enter her eyes and for a moment he thought she wasn’t going to take the paper. Her fingers gripped the end and he held on tighter. Her eyes found his and for a long moment they stared at each other.
    Both of their hands moved on the paper until there was only an infinitesimal amount of space between them and still they stared. Then they touched and the electrical charge traveled from the tips of his fingers throughout his body and Raphael didn’t let go. His mouth