âYouâre attracted to me.â
Was he that easy to read? Jack kept his face expressionless. âAmazing.â
âWhat?â
âThat ego of yours. Howâd you ever get something that big through the doorway?â
âItâs not ego.â Kelseyâs green eyes met his. âI felt it â the pull between us. Are you going to tell me you didnât?â
Jack swallowed. Yes, he felt it. He didnât deny he was attracted to her. But just because he felt it didnât mean he had to act on it. He controlled his body and his heart, not the other way around.
Damn, but Kelsey was sexy. And tempting. And a distraction his instincts told him he couldnât afford.
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âMAâAM, I NEED YOU TO MOVE away from the counter and keep your hands where I can see them.â
Damn. That didnât sound good.
Standing in a dim patch of light a foot away from the horse shoe-shaped bar, Kelsey Reagan slowly turned toward the deep, commanding voice.
As she did, her gaze slid over the tall man walking into the empty room. A blue T-shirt clung to his broad shoulders and he wore snug, dark blue jeans. Military-short black hair, granite features and icy-blue eyes completed the picture. All in all, a completely hum-worthy package.
She rolled her eyes. God, she really needed to get a grip. One look at a pretty face and she totally lost focus. She wasnât here to enjoy the sceneryâas nice as it was. She was here to see Dillon.
Besides, gorgeous or not, this guy was so not her type. Even though he wore normal clothes instead of some godawful uniform, Kelsey instinctively knew what he was. The authority in his voice, the way he seemed to size her up within seconds of looking at her, and his rigid, ready-for-anything posture told her he was a cop through and through.
Mostly it was the confident, Iâm legally entitled to carrya gun and, yes, I will shoot you if you piss me off, tilt of his chin that gave him away.
âIâm with the Serenity Springs Police Department,â the cop said in a grave tone as he fished something out of his back pocket.
Kelsey sighed. Sheâd done it again. Wrong place. Wrong time. Her official, unofficial motto.
She should have it tattooed on her ass.
Except this was the right place. The Summit Bar of Serenity Springs, New York. As for the timeâ¦wellâ¦considering how long sheâd waited to see Dillon again, and how desperate she was to make amends with him, it was the right time. It had to be.
She waved her hand at the shiny silver shield the cop held up for her inspection. âYou can put the tin star away. I already pegged you as a cop.â
He pocketed his badge, his gaze intense as he studied her. âMaâam,â he said evenly, âthis establishment is closed.â
She rolled her eyes again at him calling her maâam. At twenty-seven, she was a good eight years away from official membership in the Maâam Club.
âOkay, I realize thisâ¦â She trailed off as she took in the scarred tables and chairs, walls discolored from years of cigarette smoke and the ancient linoleum floor. Establishment? Who was he kidding? This place was a dump, pure and simple. âI know thisâ¦bar is closed, but I figured there must be someone here.â
âWhat, exactly, led you to that conclusion?â
âBecause when I knocked, the door practically swung open.â
He raised one dark eyebrow. She pursed her lips. Shoot. Looked like she was digging herself deeper and deeper into a hole.
She shouldâve waited outside for Dillon instead of letting herself into the bar, especially once she realized the place was empty. But sheâd been so excited to finally see him againâand afraid heâd take off if he spotted her in the parking lot.