Taboo2 TakingOnTheLaw

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Book: Taboo2 TakingOnTheLaw by Cheyenne McCray Read Free Book Online
Authors: Cheyenne McCray
“You’re on.”
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    Erin couldn’t believe how nervous she was as she prepared for Dave to pick her up for their “date”. Lots of those crazy butterflies flew rampant in her belly as she slipped into a little black sleeveless dress with a scoop neckline, the hem of the dress hitting her mid-thigh. She usually didn’t wear heels over two inches, but she’d gone shopping and bought three-inch heels, the dress and a sleek little black purse.
    She’d twisted her hair up into an elegant style and clipped it, and applied makeup as well as wearing her favorite jewelry—which included a gold interlocking heart necklace Dave had given to her in high school. A lump formed in her throat as she clasped it around her neck. It had been nestled in her jewelry box all of these years. She hadn’t been able to let it go, just like she’d never been able to let the memory of Dave slip away.
    After a night in each other’s arms, Dave took Erin to her to her car and gave her a soft kiss before she left for her condo. She hadn’t wanted to leave him, but she was excited at the prospect of actually going on a date with him. It made her feel giddy and girly, and she couldn’t wait.
    When the doorbell to her condo finally chimed, Erin made it to the front door in record time. When she opened the door, she wanted to fling herself into his arms, but restrained herself.
    He looked so damn hot in a pair of black dress pants and a white shirt that complemented his muscular figure without being tight, and it tapered down to his waist. His brown hair was so sexy she wanted to run her fingers through it and mess it all up. She’d save that for later.
    And he was even holding a bouquet of red roses with baby’s breath and a bottle of champagne.
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    Dave looked her over from head to toe and she noticed a definite bulge in his slacks. “I don’t know if we’re going to make it out of your place, as gorgeous as you are,” he said before brushing his lips over hers.
    She smiled and used her finger to wipe away the light smudge of lipstick at the corner of his mouth from kissing her. “You look pretty great yourself, Officer,” she said as she let him in.
    When the door closed behind him, he caught her in his arms, crushing the bouquet between them and kissed her hard. Erin fell into the magic of his kiss, giving soft moans of pleasure as his tongue explored her mouth and she explored his. It was such a sensual kiss that it made her heady. This time he drew away and she managed a smile when she wanted to swoon like a heroine in one of those romance novels. She grabbed a tissue and dabbed his lips with it. He was wearing much more of her lipstick this time—he had to have kissed it all off her.
    She crumpled the tissue in her hand as he brought his fingers to the heart pendant at her throat. His voice sounded hoarse as he lightly touched the hearts. “You still have it.”
    “Of course I do.” She brought her hand to his. “I’ve never forgotten the night you gave it to me.”
    “Your seventeenth birthday.” His eyes met hers. “We made love in my bed.”
    “And almost got caught.” She laughed. “Your parents came home a little earlier than we expected.”
    Dave drew his hand away from the pendant. “Those were good times.”
    Erin whispered, “Special times.”
    He placed the bouquet into her arms and held up the champagne bottle. “Where’s your fridge?”
    She led him to her little kitchenette that had a homey feel to it with a spring flower décor and a breakfast nook in a bay window. After she tossed the tissue and put the 45
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    champagne in the fridge, she found a vase for the roses and put them in the middle of her table.
    “They’re so beautiful.” She touched one of the velvety buds with her fingertip then looked up at him. “Thank you.”
    “I’m going to take you right on the table if you don’t stop looking at me like that,”
    Dave said with a dark look in his

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