room in private
without my mother suspecting anything. I don’t want my mother to know anything more than she already does until he is caught,” Cris said just before the waitress placed their food in front of them.
Over an hour later they were pulling up to th e front of Cris’s mother’s driveway. When Cris abruptly stopped the car , the items in Arie’s purse flew out onto the floor. Including something Arie didn’t want Cris to see. As Cris leaned over to help Arie pick up her items off the floor , he spotted her gun sticking out of the top of her purse. Before she could stop him, Cris leaned over and confiscated it .
“I am confiscating this until we get back to your house. You know I can take you
to jail for having this on you?” Cris said to Arie as he checked to see if the gun was loaded before locking it up in his glove box.
“No you cannot . I have a carrying permit for it , ” Arie said as she tried to open the locked glove box to get her gun back.
“How do you have a carrying permit and you were blind up until two weeks ago?” Cris asked with a confused yet cautious look on his face.
“Here is my carrying permit right here and don’t worry about the how or the why.
Just know that I got one and I am an excellent shot , ” Arie snapped as she angrily shoved her carrying permit at him .
He could hear the anger and frustration in her voice and didn’t know whether it was because he took her gun or the reference he made toward her blindness. Cris didn’t mean it the way it sounded , he just wanted to know how someone who was just blind could obtain a carrying permit
so easily , not the way she heard and took it. He didn’t want her to be pissed at him even though
he thought she looked beyond sexy when she was pissed. The way her right eyebrow
arched up, the corner of her mouth sli ghtly lifted up, and how she clen ched and unclenched her hands. On any other woman it would had looked ridiculous
but on her , it was the sexiest thing he ever saw. He had only known her for two days , if you didn ’t count the week he spent with her after her parents ’ death , y et it felt like he knew her or at the very least wanted to get to know her. He didn’t
know what it w as about her that sent his mind and body in a frenzy and had his heart thump ing. There was something about Arie that made him want more out of life — more from her. Cris shook his head to clear his thoughts when he heard Arie clearing her throat and saw her staring at him.
“Look I am — ” Before he could finish his apology , Arie lifted up her hand and cut of f his apology.
Arie blew out an angered hot breath and began a deep breathing exercise trying to control
her anger. She ignored him. She hated when people tended to assume something without asking or barged in on her
personal space. Cris did both in a matter of seconds , leaving her pissed off. Arie was annoyed with both Cris and her body. Cris because she felt as though he was stereotyping both her and blind people , not to mention h e implied that she would break the law , and she would never break the law. When he thought she was carrying a concealed
weapon without the proper training or paperwork , i t felt like he was trying to control her . She knew it sounded strange , but it felt like one of those times her mother stopped her from having something. Arie felt chastised.
Her body betrayed her by responding to the sound of Cris ’s voice. His voice was deep, raspy, and had so much determination and power behind
it. It sent Arie’s body into a tingling frenzy, especially when it had so much fervor and anger behind it . His voice had been wrecking havoc on her body for months now. After her father’s funeral, all she could focus on was the sound of the sexy detective ’s voice. Just by the sound of his voice , she knew what kind of man he was : strong, powerful, in control yet not controlling, and determined. Since she was
blind, she
without my mother suspecting anything. I don’t want my mother to know anything more than she already does until he is caught,” Cris said just before the waitress placed their food in front of them.
Over an hour later they were pulling up to th e front of Cris’s mother’s driveway. When Cris abruptly stopped the car , the items in Arie’s purse flew out onto the floor. Including something Arie didn’t want Cris to see. As Cris leaned over to help Arie pick up her items off the floor , he spotted her gun sticking out of the top of her purse. Before she could stop him, Cris leaned over and confiscated it .
“I am confiscating this until we get back to your house. You know I can take you
to jail for having this on you?” Cris said to Arie as he checked to see if the gun was loaded before locking it up in his glove box.
“No you cannot . I have a carrying permit for it , ” Arie said as she tried to open the locked glove box to get her gun back.
“How do you have a carrying permit and you were blind up until two weeks ago?” Cris asked with a confused yet cautious look on his face.
“Here is my carrying permit right here and don’t worry about the how or the why.
Just know that I got one and I am an excellent shot , ” Arie snapped as she angrily shoved her carrying permit at him .
He could hear the anger and frustration in her voice and didn’t know whether it was because he took her gun or the reference he made toward her blindness. Cris didn’t mean it the way it sounded , he just wanted to know how someone who was just blind could obtain a carrying permit
so easily , not the way she heard and took it. He didn’t want her to be pissed at him even though
he thought she looked beyond sexy when she was pissed. The way her right eyebrow
arched up, the corner of her mouth sli ghtly lifted up, and how she clen ched and unclenched her hands. On any other woman it would had looked ridiculous
but on her , it was the sexiest thing he ever saw. He had only known her for two days , if you didn ’t count the week he spent with her after her parents ’ death , y et it felt like he knew her or at the very least wanted to get to know her. He didn’t
know what it w as about her that sent his mind and body in a frenzy and had his heart thump ing. There was something about Arie that made him want more out of life — more from her. Cris shook his head to clear his thoughts when he heard Arie clearing her throat and saw her staring at him.
“Look I am — ” Before he could finish his apology , Arie lifted up her hand and cut of f his apology.
Arie blew out an angered hot breath and began a deep breathing exercise trying to control
her anger. She ignored him. She hated when people tended to assume something without asking or barged in on her
personal space. Cris did both in a matter of seconds , leaving her pissed off. Arie was annoyed with both Cris and her body. Cris because she felt as though he was stereotyping both her and blind people , not to mention h e implied that she would break the law , and she would never break the law. When he thought she was carrying a concealed
weapon without the proper training or paperwork , i t felt like he was trying to control her . She knew it sounded strange , but it felt like one of those times her mother stopped her from having something. Arie felt chastised.
Her body betrayed her by responding to the sound of Cris ’s voice. His voice was deep, raspy, and had so much determination and power behind
it. It sent Arie’s body into a tingling frenzy, especially when it had so much fervor and anger behind it . His voice had been wrecking havoc on her body for months now. After her father’s funeral, all she could focus on was the sound of the sexy detective ’s voice. Just by the sound of his voice , she knew what kind of man he was : strong, powerful, in control yet not controlling, and determined. Since she was
blind, she
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