Cornered

Killian

I had no idea how Sera didn’t rip my head off right then and there.

Maybe it was because she appreciated my apology just enough to let me off the hook. Or maybe it was just because her family was waiting, and my dashing off could save her worry for later.

“I’ll find Joyce,” she offered. “Go ahead. But then,” she added before I could get too far down the hallway, “you’re coming to bed.”

Her voice or eyes had no hidden meaning, so she just meant sleep and nothing else. It was a little disappointing but understandable. She just looked so sexy in that nightgown peeking inside her robe.

Tommaso and I walked briskly to my office. Its door had been fixed while I was away, but all my shit was still gone. I made a mental note to call Chief Edwards first thing in the morning.

My right hand and I took our seats, and I dialed Scott Alphonsi. His voice was the last one I wanted to hear during this ungodly hour when my girl was warming my bed.

“What do you want at this goddamn time of night