| Author: | V. P. Trick | ISBN: | 9781370730841 |
| Publisher: | V. P. Trick | Publication: | December 2, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | V. P. Trick |
| ISBN: | 9781370730841 |
| Publisher: | V. P. Trick |
| Publication: | December 2, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
The damn woman is a smart, somewhat delusional, shy yet cocky female writer with no family but for a couple of odd friends whose past company had given her plenty of reasons to hate cops. Until him. All she wishes for is a regular job like ordinary people have so she can turn the reality of everyday life into fiction.
The Big guy is a tough, no-nonsense, independent fortyish Chief Homicide detective, more bent on getting results than following the law. He has money to spare and nothing to lose. Until her. He does things his way, and does them thoroughly, including her.
The two like each other. Sparks fly. It could be just your casual love affair if it weren’t for dead bodies which somehow keep turning up as they get to know each other. Who knows, in between her quirky jobs and her overseas trips and his cop face and over protectiveness, maybe they’ll manage to move in together or get married or something. Well, unless she shoots him in the foot.
Duet
To keep her close, he allowed her in the team as a clerk, but only until he could suspend her or even better, have her quit. That was forgetting how stubborn she was, and now his precinct was turning into a zoo. All she wanted was a regular job, a cold case to research and a casual affair. All the Big guy wanted was for her to spend her days writing at the damn library and her nights at his place!
Trois
If it weren’t for those damn anonymous poems and her boss’ wandering hands, she’d be perfectly happy. She was damn good at denial.
Now that she had (fucking finally) left her filing clerk job for a corporate job, Knot and Fists should give Chris a break, right? That was forgetting the old men dying on her heels. How was he supposed to keep her safe if they didn’t see each other anymore?
Quartet
While the Big guy was busy getting his man out of trouble, she intended to stay away from his precinct and her filing job. What better way to resist temptations than to hide and write?
With the damn woman safely away, Chris worked on clearing his officer’s name, and if he lost some of the officers in the quartet in the process, all the better. Proving his innocence was something else, though.
The damn woman is a smart, somewhat delusional, shy yet cocky female writer with no family but for a couple of odd friends whose past company had given her plenty of reasons to hate cops. Until him. All she wishes for is a regular job like ordinary people have so she can turn the reality of everyday life into fiction.
The Big guy is a tough, no-nonsense, independent fortyish Chief Homicide detective, more bent on getting results than following the law. He has money to spare and nothing to lose. Until her. He does things his way, and does them thoroughly, including her.
The two like each other. Sparks fly. It could be just your casual love affair if it weren’t for dead bodies which somehow keep turning up as they get to know each other. Who knows, in between her quirky jobs and her overseas trips and his cop face and over protectiveness, maybe they’ll manage to move in together or get married or something. Well, unless she shoots him in the foot.
Duet
To keep her close, he allowed her in the team as a clerk, but only until he could suspend her or even better, have her quit. That was forgetting how stubborn she was, and now his precinct was turning into a zoo. All she wanted was a regular job, a cold case to research and a casual affair. All the Big guy wanted was for her to spend her days writing at the damn library and her nights at his place!
Trois
If it weren’t for those damn anonymous poems and her boss’ wandering hands, she’d be perfectly happy. She was damn good at denial.
Now that she had (fucking finally) left her filing clerk job for a corporate job, Knot and Fists should give Chris a break, right? That was forgetting the old men dying on her heels. How was he supposed to keep her safe if they didn’t see each other anymore?
Quartet
While the Big guy was busy getting his man out of trouble, she intended to stay away from his precinct and her filing job. What better way to resist temptations than to hide and write?
With the damn woman safely away, Chris worked on clearing his officer’s name, and if he lost some of the officers in the quartet in the process, all the better. Proving his innocence was something else, though.
