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initial reaction to him made sense, but two days later. I should have shrugged it off and laughed about it by now.
    At least this time it wasn’t my fault he spilled his coffee.
    Shoo!
    Paranoid that he’d come back and see my ass in the air again, I kept looking back over my shoulder to check.
    “Nicola, you can’t focus your mind and relax your body if you keep looking over your shoulder,” Toni sighed in aggravation.
    “Right, right, sorry,” I mumbled.
    Angela nudged me on the shoulder and gave me a “what gives?” look. Rolling my eyes I whispered, “Detective Drop Dead Delicious caught me with my ass in the air.”
    “Sweet, maybe it gave him ideas,” she whispered back. “Maybe, right now, he’s thinking about that golden pussy you possess and he’s waiting for you to finish this class.”
    “Who has a golden pussy?” Kasey demanded as she leaned in from my other side, whisper shouting as well.
    “Nicola does,” Angela told her.
    “Guys—” I tried to break in as I watched Toni make her way toward us.
    “Who’s waiting to find out?” Kasey kept going, smiling at me.
    “Detective Triple D,” I added as I smiled in apology at Toni, who was now standing in front of me. Then I added since I was already in trouble, “My golden you-know-what is closed for business until it’s been buffed and shined. The playground is closed right now so drop it. ”
    “Triple D?” Kasey asked, ignoring Toni as she glared at us.
    “Later,” I whispered as I avoided Toni’s glare.
    Toni could be a little hardcore about her classes. She didn’t care that her boss was a part of those interrupting one of her classes; all she cared about was a State of Zen for her pupils. With hands on her hips, Toni raised a brow and shook her head at the three of us.
    “Our bodies and our minds have to work together to bring us into harmony. If you can’t zip it, then take it outside,” she ordered.
    The three of us bit our lips to keep from laughing; then, like properly chastised children, we apologized.
    “Sorry,” we replied in unison as we swan-dived into forward fold while I still kept my eyes on the window.
    When class was over, I dragged myself out of the studio with the girls to head to Gypsy’s and get down to the business at hand. It had been at least ten minutes since I’d caught the detective staring at my ass, and I hoped he’d left.
    As we walked the short distance from the studio to the coffee house, I heard a motorcycle start across the street. As anyone did when you heard the thundering roar of pipes, I glanced behind me and saw the detective on the bike. I stopped suddenly and stared since he seemed to have his eyes directed at me. There was no grin this time, not even a wink. He seemed almost angry as he sat there, perched on his silver beast of a bike, one leg on the ground.
    He reminded me of a warlord on a horse, with the western sky at his back, the sun setting with shades of orange and yellow backlighting him like a conquering hero. It was reminiscent of one of my Highlanders as he sat atop his trusty steed surveying his land. He revved the bike again, interrupting my thoughts, then pulled away from the curb and shot past me without another glance.
    “Damn, we missed him,” Angela cried out as she watched him turn toward the heart of downtown.
    “He’s just some guy I spilled coffee on. There was no reason for him to wait,” I explained, more for me than for her.
    Angela and Kasey made eyes at each other when I pulled open the door to Gypsy’s. I ignored their looks because I knew if I made more out of it than I already had, they’d keep at me.
    The coffee house was quiet, thankfully, commuters going home had stopped in already, but the evening crowd hadn’t arrived yet. This worked for me since we were a large group and needed space in order to be comfortable. When our coffees were ready, we found a table big enough for all of us to spread out with the computer in front of us. Janeane