Page 43 of Petty Deadly Gorgeous

“Later.” I winked and walked out of the bathroom and around the bed to sit down. I tossed my hair behind my shoulders and lifted the receiver. “This is Anna.”

“Anna.” His voice whispered into the phone. “Why are you mad?”

His soft voice melted something inside of me and my voice softened to meet his. “I’m not.”

“When I left, I thought you were mad.”

“Oh. That?” I tried to play dumb, but then I gave him the truth mixed with a tease. “Sorry detective, I wanted more and since you had to leave, I went to my room to play with myself.”

“Oh.” His husky voice filled my ear, and I swung my body around onto the bed, spreading my legs.

I dropped my voice to a low, sultry tone. “Do you want details?” My free hand slid down my body and teased my clit. “I fingered my clit and used my glass dildo to fill my wet pussy up, but it didn’t feel as good as you.”

“Anna. If I jack off in the car in the parking lot of the Salty Chef, I’ll be arrested for indecent exposure.” His voice sounded desperate, and that made my pussy quiver.

I laughed softly and reveled in the knowledge I had such an effect on him. “Then I guess you’ll have to call me later.”

“You got it, babe.”

“Till tonight, Dom.” I blew a kiss into the phone and set the receiver back on its cradle.

I like when Jon’s right about something.

Now it’s time to shower and get ready to meet Maddie.

Dominick

After leaving the diner, I drove over to the Castle Hollow Heritage Library and grabbed my briefcase from the backseat.

My laptop and old case notes were inside and I needed a place where I could go back over them in private and still have access to some archives.

I knew I could’ve gone back to the station or home to work, but I needed to do this where Sean wouldn’t be able to randomly pop over or see what I was doing.

Walking up the sidewalk, I passed a young woman with her toddler in tow and smiled politely at them before entering the large brick building.

Books give off the most appealing smell and I inhaled the scent deeply as I walked over to the main desk and smiled at the white-haired, short lady who reminded me of my grandma.

“Why hello there, welcome to the Heritage Library. What can I do for you?” She pushed her glasses up her nose and smiled back at me.

“Do you have an open study room I could use?”

“Sure thing.” She pointed toward the back of the library. “Take your pick of any that are open.”

“Wonderful.” I leaned my head to the side to see her name tag. “Thank you, Olga.”

She gave me a quick nod and went back to checking in books.

I walked through the open lobby area, admiring the layout and the atmosphere. Off to the right, the children’s section caught my eye. Bright colors, Lego tables, stuffed animals and plenty of seating for small people.

They had a setup before the stacks for computer use. Ten terminals in total and four had people using them.

Then I chose an aisle and walked between the large shelves of books, glancing at some titles and remembering when I had to spend long hours in a library studying. Sometimes I missed those days, simpler days.

At the end of the aisle, the back wall had five doors all propped open. These were the small study rooms and to my left, I noticed a larger room with the door closed. A glass wall made up the front of the room so you could see the people inside.

I took the room farthest from the group in case they got loud. My investigation into Sean needed my full focus, and I closed the door behind me to ensure no distractions.

Opening my briefcase, I pulled out my computer and plugged it in, then pulled out my files and a notebook. I sat in the hard wooden chair and my fingers flew over the keys, typing in my password.

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