him so Angie wouldn’t get burnt. “Looks like I brought coffee just in the nick of time.”
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were standing there.” Angie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She slowly let it out and looked up at Sheriff Fitch. She felt the heat creeping into her cheeks. She didn’t know how long he had been standing there, but she was absolutely sure he had heard everything.
“Are you okay?” Concern filled his green eyes.
Angie nodded. “I just had a rough night.” And it was all your fault. She stared at Lucifer. How could a man look that sexy in a uniform this early in the morning? “Can I help you with something?” She hoped her voice sounded at least a little normal.
“You could say yes to a dinner date tonight. Chinese take-out and a movie at my place?” Lucifer smiled.
Angie felt her heart flip flop in her chest. His deep, chocolate smooth voice and his sexy grin were a deadly combination. She wasn’t just tempted to say yes, she desperately wanted to say yes, but fear held her back. “I’m sorry, but I can’t.”
“I’m sorry too.” He didn’t push for a reason why, but his eyes turned dark. He blinked and it was gone, making Angie think maybe she had imagined it.
Teri cleared her throat. “Are those donuts for us?” she asked, breaking the sexual tension building between Lucifer and Angie.
“Yeah, I brought them for you.” Lucifer’s eyes never left Angie’s face. “Two of the coffees are for you and the other guy.”
Teri stood up. “I’ll take those and put them in the workroom. It’s safer in there anyway. Watch out for the yawn bug. She’s contagious.” She made a hasty exit with the donuts and two of the coffees.
“Your yawn bug?” He raised an eyebrow at Angie.
Angie felt the heat in her cheeks crank up a couple of degrees.
He grinned at her. “So you’re contagious with this yawn bug.”
“I’m not contagious with anything. I didn’t sleep very well last night, and I’ve been yawning this morning. I was just about to get another cup of coffee.” Angie bit her bottom lip. Great! Now she sounded like she had mouth diarrhea. Definitely not a good impression. Too bad she hadn’t found the sinkhole yet.
“Then I brought you just the thing you need,” said Lucifer after Teri left. He took one of the remaining cups out of the tray and held it out to her.
“You didn’t have to do that. The coffee and donuts, I mean.” Angie took the cup from Lucifer. Their fingers brushed against each other, sending a warmth through her hand. She whimpered as the feeling faded.
Lucifer stepped closer to her, knowing his presence affected her as hers affected him. “I know I didn’t have to, but I wanted to do it. Just like I want to help you with this mess. I’m hoping you will see that I’m not a bad guy, and you will give us a chance, because I really want to take you home with me.”
Angie swallowed. “I never said or thought you were a bad guy.” She didn’t say anything about the other because she didn’t know how to respond to it.
“Then take a chance and go out with me. I know you feel the connection between us. We are meant to be together. We are lifemates. We are destined to be together.” Lucifer stared at her, willing her to say yes.
Angie bit her bottom lip to stop it from trembling. “I don’t think it would be a good idea,” she whispered. Her words didn’t match what her body wanted.
“Sooner or later, you will say yes to me,” said Lucifer.
“Don’t you have some tickets to write or a bad guy to chase down?” She sipped the coffee. It was strong and sweet, just the way she liked it.
“If my deputies need me, they will call.” He winked at her.
Angie blinked and rolled her eyes. “You’re not going to leave, are you?”
“Nope.” He looked from her to the books piled on the floor. “What are you doing with the books?”
She shook her head. “Stubborn man. Have it your way. But it’s not going to
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