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Oliveras. Let him chase his tail for a while.
    “Thanks for rubbing it in,
Jack.
”
    Feeling deflated, Stevie stood and gave Thorn a long dry look. She needed to get out of here. Away from him. Away from the case, even for just a few hours. “Since you have this covered, I need to take care of a few housekeeping items back at the PD.”
    When he didn’t object, she pulled a laptop from her backpack, set it down on the table, and pointed to the inserted flash drive. “My notes on the case. Detective Sidel, my relief, is on his way in. He’ll bring you up to speed.”
    Feeling cornered with no control, she moved past him.
    “I thought we had a deal, Detective?”
    Stevie nodded. “We do, I just need to get out of here for a while.”
    She wasn’t taking her toys and going home, she just needed time to herself to regroup. Jack’s unexpected and unwelcome coup had her second-guessing her skills. The woman part of her had been thrown for a complete loop. She needed to wrangle her pheromones into submission, and to do that she needed to get zen with herself.
    She nodded to Deavers, then saw herself out despite Jack’s deep voice demanding she return.

CHAPTER SIX
     
     
     
     
    “S tevie!” Jack called. He was damn frustrated. She was running from him. Again.
    He got it; he’d left her in the middle of the night. He said he was sorry, now she needed to get over it.
    The clock was ticking on this case. There was no time for female drama.
    The elevator doors opened and closed before he could get to her. He took the stairs three at a time, and when the elevator doors opened, he was waiting for her. But the car was empty.
    What the hell?
    Where the hell are you? He texted.
    He heard the wolf whistle of her cellphone. He followed it around the corner and found her standing against the concrete wall next to the service elevator.
    “Stop running from me,” he said quietly, walking up to her.
    She stared straight ahead. “Don’t flatter yourself.”
    He watched the rapid rise and fall of her breasts, unable to stop the vision of the last time he’d seen them. Glistening with a soft sheen of sweat, the rose-colored nipples hard and wet from his relentless tongue. She had great tits. He pushed away the thoughts and the heat they inspired. She was hands-off. Not because she wanted it that way, but because he knew if he touched her once, it wouldn’t be enough. And when it fizzled out for him? How did he walk away a second time and not hurt her?
    Leaning against the wall next to her, Jack slipped his hands into his trouser pockets where they would behave. Taking the hard road with Stevie worked most of the time when her pride got in the way of what was right. Or, as he learned what she wanted but was afraid to ask for. In this case, though, he knew he would get nowhere by rendering her helpless. So he softened his approach. “I remember a beautiful young woman who came into my classroom and thought she could take on the world with one hand tied behind her back. I had no doubt then that she could, I have no doubt now that she has. That isn’t going to change the fact that your top cop called my boss and asked for help.” He leaned into her. “Stop fighting me, Stevie.”
    He felt the tremble shimmer through her body more than he saw it. Her vulnerability touched him in a way he least expected. The urge to take her into his arms and comfort her swept through him. He stepped back and slowly drank her in. Just like she had in the academy, she wore her long brunette hair in a thick braid. The highlighted copper and dark blond strands wove into a complicated swirl. Her skin was silky smooth and as unblemished as cream, her chin small but firm. Her lips were plump, sensuous, and parted like they were at the moment, highly kissable. High cheekbones set off her huge blue eyes with lashes so long and black he could see why someone might think they were fake. He knew they weren’t. There was nothing fake about the woman standing