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find him through the gathering crowd.
There. Leaning back against his ESU truck, about fifty yards away. Her mouth went dry at the sight
of him looking so authoritative, eyes hidden behind a pair of Ray-Bans. Now she knew it wasn t just
the uniform that made him seem so commanding. It was him. She knew the strict control he exercised
and it excited the hell out of her. Even layered on top of the vulnerability she d seen yesterday. Maybe
more so because of it. God, she wanted him again. It startled her exactly how much.
At the moment, though, she d settle for getting him to come over and simply talk to her. Then she
remembered what was about to take place in the park. Oh no, he needed to stay put or he d be in for a
world of surprise and irritation. Quickly, she turned back around and pretended to be engrossed in her
phone, hoping her lack of come-hitherness would keep him at a safe distance.
No luck. A moment later, a shadow darkened the ground around her. Dread in her stomach, she
looked up and found Matt staring down at her, arms crossed over his chest. She couldn t deny that
having him towering over her in his shit-stomping boots, badge clipped to his hip, made her hormones
twirl around an imaginary stripper pole.
Lucy.
His deep voice shivered its way through her. She could see herself reflected in his sunglasses, and
her tiny likeness projected against his imposing figure made her dizzy. This man had brought her to the
brink of insanity yesterday. How could he look so cool now? How do you keep finding me?
He glanced away. You left your bucket list in my car.
Oh. And that means you have to keep showing up?
She had a feeling he was glowering at her behind those dark sunglasses. If you would just tell
Brent your friend canceled on you, that you re alone in the city all week, you wouldn t have to do
everything on the list by yourself.
Why haven t you told him? When he didn t answer, she stood up and stepped into his personal
space, looked up at him with all the seductiveness she could muster on short notice. Maybe you like
finding me alone, Chuckles?
His jaw flexed, but still he said nothing.
Lucy sighed and stepped back. He s all content in his domestic bliss. I didn t come here to throw a
wrench into his engine, I came to help it run smoother.
Matt considered her for a long moment. How do you plan to do that?
By getting a job, easing the pressure. Leaving him alone, she added under her breath.
He surprised her by laying a hand on her arm. You really think you re doing him a favor, don t
you? When she simply looked at him, he shook his head. You re wrong.
Am I? She glanced away. You knew nothing about me the day we met. Nothing except what a
shitload of trouble I am. A nuisance.
Matt s hand flew to her chin, tipping her face up. If I ever hear of you calling yourself that again,
I m going to find you wherever you are and make you sorry.
Being this close to him, hearing the steel in his voice, tied her in knots. If given the opportunity, she
might never get used to it. Is that a promise?
That s a promise. Matt narrowed his eyes. Anyway, you might be half a shitload of trouble, but
definitely not a full one. Unless there is a trapeze involved.
Think so? She grinned. I m about to shoot that opinion to hell.
A whistle blew in the distance, telling her the event would begin in thirty seconds. She needed to
warn Matt. He was already distracted, looking around them with a puzzled look on his face. Lucy
turned to find that a huge crowd had gathered, all smiling in anticipation. What is this, anyway? Your
itinerary just said FM, Union Square.
Lucy bit her lip. FM stands for flash mob.
Jesus.
No sooner had the word left his mouth than a giant water balloon hit him square in the shoulder.
Mouth open in shock, he looked at the wet spot on his uniform shirt, then down at Lucy. She couldn t
help the laugh that bubbled in her throat. She clapped both hands over her mouth to keep it contained.
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