tightened slightly, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he tried to maneuver his way around Val. He was ignoring her! How dare he? She deserved to be noticed!
“Where are you taking him?”
The sheriff blinked at her, almost like he was seeing her for the first time. “We still need to talk to him,” he said gruffly.
“He should have a lawyer.”
Yeesh, the gruffer he was, the more hostile she was, all the while her temperature was skyrocketing.
“We’re not arresting him,” he muttered almost sullenly.
“Then he doesn’t have to go with you.”
Okay, dial it back Val, you’re turning into a shrew.
“Then I will arrest him, and he’ll be able to call a lawyer,” he ground out.
Val threw up her hands melodramatically. “This is ridiculous; he said he has an alibi. Maybe she’s just pissed that he rejected her.”
Oh, she hated herself for thinking that and seriously doubted that any woman would want to get herself a piece of Trip so badly that she would lie about this.
The sheriff breathed in and out a couple of times, and Val was a little cowed, and a lot turned on, by the storminess of his dark eyes.
“I don’t believe the woman in question would make a false statement.”
“So, she’s a friend of yours?”
His nostrils flared. “She’s a member of my pack and a valued member of the community.”
Val, for some reason, felt a huge rush of jealousy over this. What was so great about this woman? Whatever it was, it pissed her off even more, and worsened her already irrational state. Vaguely, she was aware of her common sense trying to pipe up, but it was being far too quiet to be heard.
“Oh, I see, so because she’s your friend you believe her word over his?”
“I need to get both sides of the story!”
She was starting to rile him; she could tell.
“That’s very unprofessional,” she sniffed.
His jaw ticked. “Ma’am, I have to do my duty, and a complaint has been made…”
Oh, being called Ma’am made her feel so old!
“So you’re saying you’d behave this way if I made this complaint?”
“Of course!” He was taken aback by that, and actually looked worried at the prospect.
Maybe worried that he’d have to deal with a crazy female like her for longer than necessary.
“I don’t believe you,” she said stubbornly.
Okay, now he looked downright murderous, but still he maintained his cool politeness. “Ma’am, what you believe is not my concern.”
Ma’am again! Her blood boiled, and her sex fluttered.
“Stop calling me Ma’am, you butthole!”
Val slapped her hands over her mouth. She couldn’t believe she’d just lost control like that! She could hardly be called a delicate flower, but she wasn’t ever so openly brash or rude.
The sheriff stared at her for a couple of beats, before hauling Trip into the waiting meaty hands of his deputy. He nodded, and the huge deputy pushed him into the patrol car. The sheriff turned back to her, and if she didn’t know any better, she’d think he had a gleam in his eye.
“I’m sorry…” she started.
“Ma’am, you’ve just verbally abused an officer of the law, and you are standing in the way of me doing my duty, I am going to have to arrest you.”
“What?!”
He wrapped a hand around her arm, and she shivered as pleasurable jolts of electricity pulsed through her body. He stilled for a second, and she wondered if he felt it too. She sought out his molten eyes and she thought she saw something flicker in his gaze before he had to go ahead and ruin it.
He started gently leading her toward his car and then she came to her senses and remembered just what the heck was happening. Dang, he really was arresting her! The nerve!
Chapter Five
Deanna tentatively knocked on the sheriff’s door, and he called for her to come in.
Jake sat behind his desk; both palms resting on top, and he was staring at the wall in front of him.
“Gabe’s interviewing that construction worker, and I put your guest in
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