Spoiler...
wow, I really liked that chapter!!!
some favorite parts...
I reflected on why I was actually fantasizin about havin a relationship wtih this guy, but chalked it all up to the hangover
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and gave him what I hoped was that hopeful innocent puppy look that said “don’t you just want ta rub my tummy” rather than that hungry, ravenous wolf look that said “why don’t you just come out a that brick house so I can eat you up little pig?”
and
And to my surprise, he came with, ate a Texas omelet with me, and let me pay. So dumbass was off the table and I was workin on bein a shameless flirt with a closet case in tow by the time the omelets were eaten and we had a few more coffees in us.
and
So by the time I came back out of the office I had a much-too-long list of Wilson Brand’s weaponry, confirmation that Brando waitin in the outer office was really divorced, and my day was lookin way up until I did a U-turn on Center Street and some dumbass in a uniform cruiser puts on his lights and pulled me over. “Oh, kiss my ass.” Which I would much preferred to have said to the man sittin next to me under very, very different circumstances.
I guess Ellery hadn't planned on falling so hard for a 'closet-case,' huh?