Why is your boyfriend out in our waiting room, when you're supposed to be working? I'm dropping him at work later, I said, and my voice was much more neutral than his had managed to be. I brought my badge out and shoved it at his face. I slid my hand under my pillow, and the Browning was there in its holster. Nathaniel, alias Brandon, chatted the women up like a pro.
She shook her head. She had a terrible self-image. The movement made me writhe and lower the front of my body, raising myself upward to him like an offering, like something in heat. I can be hard when I need to be.
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