Page 140 of Beyond the Badge: Crew

ChapterTwenty-Seven

When she drovedown the alley behind the task force’s plant, she was surprised to find the gate wide open. And when she went to pull in, even more surprised to find the parking lot jammed packed with bikes.

She had déjà vu for a second, since that was how the parking lot at Hawg Wild usually looked.

But this was not Hawg Wild and the people milling around were not outlaw bikers. They were all upstanding citizens.

For the most part.

She ended up putting her Audi in reverse and parking along the alley until she could find out what the hell was going on.

After walking through the gate, she saw a few Blue Avengers members—clearly identifiable because they were wearing their cuts—she’d been previously introduced to, even if briefly—as well as BAMC members also on the task force like Decker, Finn, Rez and Nox.

The last had a smaller girl child in his arms with her own arms hanging around his neck. It shocked her to see how alive the man with the normally dead eyes looked.

The rest of the kids, mostly tweens or teens, were gathered in groups talking with each other.

She didn’t spot Crew and wondered if his two kids were in attendance for whatever was happening.

As she worked her way around the line-up of Harleys and humans, she gave a few waves and nods to everyone she knew and headed toward the exterior stairs to the third floor.

But just as she was about to take the first step up, Crew came barreling out of the side door. He stopped dead and stared at her.

Funny, because she did the same.

“What are you doing here?” he demanded. It sounded more like an accusation than a question.

A frown twisted her lips. “What do you mean? I’m picking up the pool car.” Did he hit his head or something? Maybe his memorywasdeteriorating.

“No.”

Her head jerked back. “What do you meanno?”

“Did you work at Hawg Wild Friday and Saturday night?”

Did he not trust her to do her damn job? “Of course. Didn’t you see my daily reports?”

“I’ve been busy with my kids and not task force shit.”

She stated the obvious, “Well, you’re here now.”

He shook his annoyingly handsome head. “Not for work. I’m off today and so are you. In fact, take the next couple of nights off. You need to get some rest. You were dead to the fucking world when I left Friday morning.”

“But—”

He stepped toe to toe with her and intently stared down into her upturned face. “No arguing. That’s an order. Sleep. Eat. Swim. But you better not go to Hawg Wild.”

“Crew…”

He leaned in and growled her name in warning, “Cami…”

Her eyes widened for a split second before she quickly reined in her reaction.

Him growling her name did not scare her, it fucking turned her on.What the hell?

“You’ve worked more than enough hours this week. Take a fucking break.” His gray eyes were heated as they quickly scanned the immediate area. When they landed back on her, they practically burned a hole right through her. “You go into Hawg Wild either tonight or tomorrow night, your ass will be purple instead of red.”

Her breath hissed from between parted lips and her next words were breathless.Damn it.“Since when is it okay for a task force leader to spank one of their members?”

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