10-80: Line of Duty Series by Xyla Turner Read Free Book Online Page A

So, what’s the plan for tomorrow?”
    “D’asia?” He growled.
    I loved the way he said my name.
    “Yes,” I cooed.
    “I’m headed over.”
    “No, no. I was just kidding.” Panic rose in me.
    “You’re lucky. My shift doesn’t end until eleven. I want to see you though.”
    “You’ll see me tomorrow, right. What are the plans? Where am I meeting you?”
    “I’ll tell you tonight, after my shift.”
    “What?” I asked.
    “Ready, partner.” A voice said in the background.
    “Yeah, gotta go. Talk to you later.” He said and the phone hung up.
    Did he just say he was coming over after his shift? No, he probably meant calling after shift. I’d have to make sure I was sleep, so I couldn’t answer the phone. The man was crazy.
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    T he clock read 11 :30 PM. I was in bed, watching SVU, when the knock came to my door. Dread seeped into my body as I remembered our conversation. I slowly made my way to the door, trying not to make any noises, so I could pretend I was sleep or something. Then my phone rang. The screen showed, Ryan McFadden calling .
    Shit.
    I unlocked all three locks, but kept the latch on.
    “Yes,” I asked.
    “Open the door.” He raised an eyebrow at me.
    The man was dressed in a leather jacket, jeans and Timberland boots.
    Interesting .
    “Do you need me to yell Police, for you to open it?”
    “No, that’s not necessary.” I closed the door and slid the nob to the left.
    Exhaling, I opened the door while holding the table, knowing that as soon as I made the decision, there would be no turning back. Allowing this man to enter my life was bound to come with its own set of hurdles. More shit I didn’t need, but really I don’t think I could help it, even if I tried. He was pulling me under and I swear I fought the good fight, but I was losing to him.
    He walked in and looked at me with a smirk. The same smirk he always had on his damn face. It was sexy, it was also very telling. The man was up to no good.
    Turning, I re-locked the door and started to walk into the living room. He grabbed my hand, keeping me in the foyer. Slowly, he pulled me back to him and once my body was touching his, he said, “You know what this means?”
    I looked into his gray eyes and said, “Yes.”
    He reached up, moved my hair out of my face, keeping his hand there. “You sure?”
    “Are you?” I answered with a question.
    “Positive.”
    “Okay, then.” I went to pull away.
    “Umm, hmm,” he shook his head. “Not so fast.”
    His fingers wrapped around the back of my neck and he pulled me towards him. “I need another taste.”
    Ryan’s face descended above mine. My eyes closed, as he took his fill of me. I pulled up on my toes, so he could take more. Pushing him against the wall, I started to give back as good as he was giving. He groaned, and that hit my core because I reached up, grabbing his hair. Pressing my body into him, he swatted at my ass, causing me to moan.
    He pulled away.
    “Goddamn, woman.” His eyes were low with desire.
    I rubbed my chest against his and he shook his head.
    “Bedroom.” He was on the move with me in tow by the hand.
    “Make a right, second door on the right.” I was jogging behind him, as he was making wide strides towards the room.
    Once we reached the room, he saw SVU on the screen and turned to me with a raised eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and went to turn it off. I heard the bed squeak, so he must have sat down. When I turned, his jacket was off and on the other side of the bed. He was in a long white Henley that showed most of his pecks.
    “Come here.” His eyes were low.
    I obeyed and he pulled me, so I was standing between his legs.
    “I want to see you naked.” He held onto my hips.
    Well, it was all or nothing now. So, I pulled my t-shirt off, displaying my bare breast. Then I shimmied out of my pajama shorts, leaving my pink panties on.
    “Better than I imagined.” He reached up and held my left breast, then massaged the nipple with his