“I wasn’t the one complaining about the state of my love life.”
“You should be. Lisa was a bitch and every single woman in Glory Junction hopes you’ll finally get over her and pick one of them.”
As much as he liked to shoot the shit with Carrie Jo, that particular topic was off limits. Being the police chief required discretion where women were concerned. And now with the mayor breathing down his neck—“You’re too close to the residents ”—Colt couldn’t afford to be gossiped about.
“I need to get some work done, Carrie Jo.”
“What about your neighbor . . . Delaney Scott? She’s beautiful, talented, and rich.”
“She’s also annoying as hell.”
“Is she still blocking your access road?”
“Yep. Work, Carrie Jo, I’ve gotta work.”
“Can we make out first?”
“Bye, Carrie Jo.”
“You’re no fun.”
Nope. He sure the hell wasn’t. Who had time for fun?