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Whether she admitted it or not, I knew she was interested. I’d read her notebook—saw the scribbles about me and my family. She’d circled Grammy’s name more than once.
It was time to unleash the full force of the Mercer clan on her.
Kill them with kindness, as Grammy always said.
Chapter 10
Juliette
The heat from his thigh against mine sent me into a spiral. I shoved his leg, hoping he’d get the hint and move over. Of course, his fat head either didn’t register it—or flat-out refused. My money was on the latter.
When I glanced at Cathryn, she was watching us with a speculative gleam in her eyes.
I forced myself to smile sweetly at him.
“It’s lovely to see you again, Officer Kade.”
That threw him. His brow twitched, just enough to show I’d confused him—and for a blissful second, he was actually silent.
Unfortunately, it didn’t last.
“It’s always a pleasure to see you, Ms Morgan,” he said, his gaze trailing over me with unfiltered hunger.
His eyes settled on my breasts, and I smacked him under the table. He caught my wrist.
His hand was warm and strong, covering mine and pressing it firmly against his thigh—denim-clad and solid.
The pressure. The heat. I swallowed hard as warmth began to pool low in my belly.
My smile wobbled slightly as I flicked my gaze back to Cathryn. She was sucking her drink through her straw, but I could see the cogs turning behind her eyes.
She suddenly pointed a finger across the table.
“You two make a cute couple.”
I groaned and tried to snatch my hand back, but his grip tightened.
“Yes, I agree,” Kade said easily.
I gasped. “No, we don’t.”
“She’s in denial,” he added.
Cathryn nearly choked on her drink as she burst out laughing.
He released my hand, and I sighed in relief—only for that relief to vanish the moment his hand landed on my knee.
My smile grew strained as Cathryn launched into a list of all the reasons we apparently looked adorable together.
Meanwhile, his hand inched higher.
I grabbed my drink, pretending to sip, hoping the ice-cold liquid would douse the fire building inside me.
He paused.
Then his thumb began to stroke slow, lazy circles against my outer thigh.
“Oh, something’s come up—Sam can’t drop you off after all,” Cathryn said suddenly, far too casually. “Kade, would you mind seeing Juliette home?”
