“License and registration.”
I leaned a little closer. “Is there anything I can do to get out of this ticket?” I asked, fluttering my lashes at my husband.
He pulled off his sunglasses and glared at me over the frame.
“Are you attempting to bribe Farrows End’s captain, ma’am?”
“It worked with the fire chief,” I said with a wink.
His jaw ticked. Dangerous. Sexy.
And I knew exactly what I was doing.
“You know the routine. Step out of the vehicle.”
“Kade, I need to pick Lucas up from your mom’s,” I said, exasperated.
“I believe you still owe me another child, Mrs Mercer.”
He paused, one brow raised.
“So step out of the vehicle and assume your position. Don’t make this any harder than it needs to be.”
“I saw your notes, you know. Operation: Womb Raider?” I huffed as I unbuckled my seatbelt. “Really?”
Wait until I told Cathryn. She’d lap this up like it was sweet tea and gossip hour.
“That’s a violation of my privacy,” he said without an ounce of shame. “But I’ll allow it—since you’re about to conceive my daughter.”
I shook my head and turned to face the car.
The cold metal clicked around my wrists.
Even as he walked me to the hood of his car, I knew I’d enjoy every wicked second of this rogue stop.
The End.