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honked.
    “Not until you tell me where you want to go and call me by my first name, Amy . Otherwise, I’m about to really irritate these people behind me.” Gavin put the vehicle in park.
    “Lieut—” Amy started.
    “Yes, Dr. Livingston?” Gavin asked stiffly.
    “Gavin! You really should go!” Amy exclaimed as the driver honked again.
    “What do you think they’ll do? Call the cops?” Gavin asked sarcastically.
    The light was turning yellow and then red. Gavin was tortured with that giggle again.
    “Montana Mike’s is fine. Please let’s just go,” Amy pleaded.
    Gavin put the vehicle in drive and went through the light as soon as it was green.
    They spent two hours at the restaurant, just talking. For the first time in his adult life, he lost track of time and place. The restaurant started to close before either of them realized what hour was approaching. It was almost eleven o’clock. He finally got Amy home, and without thinking, drove straight to her house. She looked down at her hands as they pulled into the driveway.
    “Gavin, how did you find my house if you’ve never been here?” Amy asked, directly looking at him.
    Gavin cleared his throat and smiled. Amy had managed to disarm him again and he had done something without thinking about it.
    “I’m a police officer. I have…good…deductive reasoning skills,” Gavin faltered.
    “Really?” Amy asked with a smile.
    Gavin’s cell phone rang before he could answer Amy. He had barely answered the call when all hell broke loose at the other end of the call.
    “Where the fuck are you and where’s my niece?” David Ortiz roared at the other end.
    “We just got to the house, boss. I’m walking her inside,” Gavin said with a smile.
    “Where the hell have you been? We’ve been calling her house for an hour! Don’t answer that, let me talk to Amy,” David demanded.
    “It’s David. He wants to talk to you,” Gavin said, handing Amy his phone.
    “Yes, David. No, I’m fine…We went to Montana Mike’s. I guess we just lost track of time…No, we didn’t go anywhere else. We just got here…No, I’m sorry, I put my cell phone on silent for the gala. I must’ve forgotten to change it back…Okay, here he is.” Amy handed the phone back to him.
    “Yes, sir,” Gavin answered, bracing himself.
    “Listen, badass, you walk her to the door , and no further. And you keep your fucking dick beaters to yourself. You read me?” David demanded.
    “Crystal clear, sir,” Gavin said, looking at Amy.
    “You call me when you drive out of her driveway, badass. I want to know what time you leave,” Ortiz demanded.
    “Yes, sir, Chief Ortiz, sir,” Gavin said as Ortiz ended the call.
    “How old are you again?” Gavin asked.
    “They worry. It’s been a rough couple of years.” Amy laughed.
    Gavin walked Amy to the door. She opened it, turning to him.
    “Thank you, Gavin. I had fun. I hope I didn’t get you into any trouble,” Amy said as her eyes twinkled.
    “Nah, nothing he won’t forgive me for later,” Gavin said with a smile.
    Gavin looked away, considering his next words.
    “I’d really like to do this again,” Gavin said.
    “Are you talking to me?” Amy asked, surprised.
    “Did we have someone else along tonight?”
    Amy giggled. Gavin had been sweetly tortured with that giggle all evening and every time she did it, he felt his cock stiffen. I’ll wind up with cock burn over this little hottie.
    “Yes, with you. When can you go?” Gavin asked.
    “I don’t know, Gavin.” Amy hesitated.
    “How about Friday at seven thirty? We can do a movie, too. If not Friday, when?” Gavin pushed.
    “Are you always so direct?”
    “Pretty much. What you see is what you get with me.”
    Amy was hesitating and she looked very uncomfortable.
    “So? When?” Gavin asked once more.
    “I close the library on Friday night. I guess that would be okay.”
    “Okay, I’ll be here at seven thirty. Good night, Amy.”
    “Good night, Gavin, and