Arresting Desires (Lexie Sarcone Romance Series) Read Free Page B

caught the culprit, and the owner wanted to show his gratitude. Today seemed like the right time to cash in on the favor.”
    I settled back against the pillow and stared at him. “You make everything look so easy.” His brow furrowed in confusion. “The job, mostly. Although, I never expected Detective Ruggedly Handsome to be such a sweet and caring boyfriend.”
    “Should I be insulted?”
    I laughed. “You’re a badass. You wear a leather jacket and carry a gun. You chase after bad guys and could have your choice of badge bunny. I’ve often wondered if I looked up the term ‘bad boy’ if your picture would be there. Hell, Michael, rumor at the station paints you as a wild womanizer.” He snickered, pleased by the assessment. “But for the last three weeks that we’ve been dating, well if we start counting from when we were first intimate, you’ve been nothing accept accommodating and sweet.”
    “Good. My master plan is working and I have you completely fooled.” His eyes smoldered devilishly, and my stomach flipped, wondering what he was thinking. “By the way, Officer Sarcone, there are some rumors running rampant at the station about you too.”
    “Rea lly?” I had heard most of them, but I was still intrigued to hear what Michael was about to say.
    “Yes. Apparently you’re this repressed sexual beast that has an insatiable appetite for ruggedly handsome detectives.” He scooted closer to me. “I’ve also heard that you gave one hell of fucking fantastic blowjob the last time you worked a stakeout.” I blushed. That wasn’t a rumor; that had been animal magnetism between the two of us. “And with a body like that,” he squeezed my ass and pressed himself against me, “you could make any man beg for the opportunity to enter your divine temple.”
    “Shut up,” I pushed against his chest, “you jerk.” The laugh escaped my lips, even if he was being cheesy.
    “I thought I was sweet,” he said triumphantly, and I stuck my tongue out.  
     
    ~*~
     
    The next day was back to business as usual. Michael got up that morning for work, and I left at the same time he did so I could spend the rest of the day in my apartment before having to report for duty. My sleep schedule was off, and I knew I was going to need an extra jolt of caffeine to make it through tonight’s tour.
    “ Sarcone,” Kemper called as I exited the locker room, “they posted the date for the next detective’s exam. It’s going to be the fourteenth. Happy Valentine’s Day,” he added sarcastically.
    “It’s not like I have anything better to do,” I replied , still miffed about not getting to spend it with Michael. “Are we riding together again tonight?”
    “Yep. After our civilian complaint, I think we’re both on the lieutenant’s shit list.”
    “You mean in addition to Detective Holowitz’s shit list?”
    He let out an exasperated sigh. “Why are there so many haters? Isn’t this the month of love?”
    “I think it’s heart disease awareness month. That doesn’t equal love.”
    “That’s cold. Aren’t you supposed to be all mushy and romantic? You’ve got a vagina, don’t you?”
    I gaped at him , not expecting anything that vulgar from someone I considered a friend. “Wow.” My jaw dropped open. “You fucking piece of shit,” I retorted, stunned. “Sexist much?”
    “Whoa, hey,” he put his hands up in surrender, realizing he had crossed a line, “I was just messing with you. It was a joke.”
    “Whatever,” I bristled, pissed by the comment. The dirtbags on the street didn’t respect me, and it seemed like most of the men at the precinct didn’t either. “And I’m driving tonight,” I snarled.

Chapter 4
     
    That night , we responded to a snatch and grab at a convenience store. A group of three men had entered the store. Two of them went to the beer fridge and began smashing bottles, distracting the owner. While he was busy confronting the two, the third man had gone behind