Page 79 of Warrant
I watched as they all took off down the road, and pulled out my phone. Ainsley had pretended not to notice me and had gone back inside.
“What are you up to?”
Glancing up, I nodded at Owen. “Nothing.”
He gave me a suspicious look. “Now I know that’s not true. But I’m not going to dig because I really just don’t want to know.” He let out a chuckle, slapped a hand on my shoulder, frowning when I winced. That was the shoulder I’d been shot in, not that he knew that. “If you need anything, let me know.”
I waited until he’d gone back inside the station before I made my move. My phone screen showed Ains in her office. Now was my chance. I strolled over to the large gate at the side of the building and pulled out my lock picks.
“They really need to get better locks,” I said in a cheerful tone as I picked the lock that kept the gate shut. “Anyone could find their way in here otherwise.”
I pulled open the gate and left it while I walked to the back of the lot. “Hello, Beautiful,” I murmured as I slid my hand over the sleek surface of the Plymouth ‘Cuda I’d seen the first time Owen had brought me and Demo back here.
The door was unlocked but the cops weren’t dumb enough to leave the keys in the car. As carefully as I could, I broke away the paneling under the steering wheel and hot-wired the car. I’d getthat fixed later. She roared to life and I smoothed my hands over the steering wheel.
Driving out of the lot, I got out and shut the gate behind me, leaving the open lock hanging off the fencing. I’d get Demo to bring me back for my motorcycle later.
I drove the car all around town before finally pulling up to my house. “And now we wait.”
It took three hours.But as soon as Beau raised his head off the floor, I knew my sheriff had come to find me.
“Warrant!”
Ah, the sweet sound of an angry siren.
Grinning, I shoved away from the table and walked out onto my porch. “This doesn’t seem like taking space, Sheriff.”
She glared at me, planting her hands on her hips. “You stole a car from the impound lot. What do you expect?”
This. This was exactly what I expected. And planned on. “You going to arrest me?”
“Will it make you appreciate the law?” she asked, sounding amused and irritated at the same time.
“Probably not. But it’ll make me appreciate those handcuffs.” I winked at her and didn’t take the fact that she rolled her eyes personally.
“Are you going to keep doing this?” she asked with a sigh.
“Doing what?” I asked, going down the steps toward her.
“Pulling this shit to get my attention?” she snapped.
“Baby Girl, do you know what kind of car that is?”
She frowned. “No. What does that matter?”
“Because it’s a reallynicefucking car, and I wanted it.”
“You did this just for the car?” she asked, sounding skeptical.
Of course I didn’t. I could buy a car like that if I wanted one. In fact, I might. She drove like a dream. “Yup.”
“Then why are you getting closer to me?”
I reached out and grabbed a hold of her before she could retreat. “Didn’t even realize I was.”
“You’re so full of shit, Warrant. Let me-”
She didn’t get to finish the rest of her sentence because I was kissing her. Hard. Pouring my emotions into my mouth as I fucked her with my tongue. I didn’t know how else to show her what she meant to me. And I couldn’t tell her. Not yet. It was the hottest kiss I had ever experienced, and I didn’t want it to end.
