Once a Lawman. Lisa Childs

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      “I’M SURPRISED you showed up,” a deep voice murmured close to her ear as Tessa waited for the elevator. She tensed, realizing she was alone with him. The third floor of the police department was deserted except for the two of them. She’d had to take a call, so she’d missed walking out with the rest of the class. Heck, she had missed whatever had happened after the last break since she had stayed in the restroom, on the phone.

      “I wasn’t given much choice,” she reminded him as she jabbed the Down button again. If she knew where the stairs were, she would have already been in the lobby. Her phone vibrated, then chimed as she received a text.

      “You could have chosen to accept the ticket.”

      “And lose my license?” She shook her head as she pulled out her phone and read the message. “And my job? I had no choice.”

      “You do now.”

      “What do you mean?” she asked, turning toward him. She didn’t dare hope that he had changed his mind, but she had to ask, “Are you going to let me out of the academy?”

      Irritation furrowed his brow, and he pushed a hand through his dark hair. “No. The judge only agreed to this with the stipulation that you don’t miss a single class.”

      “I won’t—”

      “You missed half the class.” He reached for her and wrapped his fingers around her hand that held the cell. “Because of this.”

      Her skin tingling, Tessa pulled away just as the elevator doors finally slid open. She stepped inside and reached for the L button. So did he, his hand brushing hers again.

      “I can’t miss any calls,” she said, but refrained from offering any further explanation. As the doors closed them into the small car together, Tessa drew in a shaky breath.

      “It’s one night. Just a few hours. You can return your missed calls later,” he said, “not during class. The choice you have is to show up every week and either sit and pout, or participate.”

      She lifted her chin. “I don’t pout.”

      “Sulk, then.”

      She opened then closed her mouth, unable to disagree with his observation. Thinking of what she was missing while at the academy, she had sulked.

      “If you participate, you might find you learn something,” he pointed out as the elevator stopped and the doors opened to the deserted lobby, “and enjoy yourself.”

      She might, but she wouldn’t admit that to him. “The other people in class sound interesting,” she said, thinking of the witty introductions of everyone from a reporter for the Lakewood Chronicle, the dark-haired woman sitting on the other side of her, some Neighborhood Watch captains, a couple of teachers, a youth minister, a former gang member turned youth center founder to an elderly couple who had admitted taking the class for thrills. Heck, even the mayor’s daughter was taking the class although, given her reputation, her participation might not have been voluntary, either.

      “And they’re interested,” the lieutenant persisted, “in learning.”

      “You don’t think I am?” she asked.

      He laughed, the corners of his eyes crinkling and etching deep creases in his cheeks. Tessa’s breath caught at the transformation. Maybe Amy was right; he was yummy.

      “I know you’re not interested.”

      Once again, she couldn’t lie, so she just smiled. “Well, only fourteen more classes to go. See you next week, Lieutenant.” She turned toward the doors to the street.

      But he walked across the lobby with her, shortening his long strides to match hers. Then he pushed open the glass door.

      “Thanks for seeing me out,” she said as she passed through the doorway.

      “Did you park in the ramp around the block?” he asked.

      She nodded.

      “I’ll walk you to your car.”

      “That’s not necessary.”

      “It’s almost eleven,” he pointed out as he followed her onto the sidewalk. Tall buildings, the windows dark after hours, flanked the cobblestone street. “This isn’t the safest neighborhood at night.”

      “That’s pretty ironic,” she mused. “I would have figured the neighborhood around the police department would be the safest place in the city.”

      “You’d figure, huh?” he agreed as he stepped closer as if shielding her with his body.

      Even though he didn’t touch her, Tessa’s skin tingled again. She shook her head, disgusted with herself for acting as hormonal as the barely-out-of-her-teens, police-groupie Amy. Even if Tessa did go for men in uniform, this would be the last man to whom she would be attracted.

      “Is it because of the jail?” she asked. “Why it isn’t safe here?”

      “Booking and lock-up is in a separate building, blocks away,” he assured her. “But there are some muggers and car thieves who prey on the after-theater and bar crowd.”

      “Well, I’m not coming from the theater or a bar, so you really don’t need to walk me to my car,” she insisted, her heels clicking against the concrete as she quickened her pace. Despite it being early September, a brisk wind blew off Lake Michigan, which was only miles from downtown Lakewood, cooling the night air.

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