Whiskey Rebellion (Romantic Mystery/Comedy) Book 1 (Addison Holmes Mysteries) by Liliana Hart
Authors: Liliana Hart
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were drunk. I was just trying to get you to tell me what you knew before you passed out in my lap. And speaking of Saturday, why the hell haven’t you come in to give your formal statement?”
“This is perfect,” Kate said before I could argue in my defense. “I’ve never known two people that make more memorable first impressions than the two of you. It’s absolutely perfect.”
Nick and I were both looking at Kate like she’d lost her mind.
“Kate, I think your headband’s too tight. It’s cutting off the circulation to your brain,” I said.
I stood and gripped my small stack of file folders to my chest, hoping to hide the chocolate sauce I’d spilled on my boob , and got ready to make a grand exit.
“I’m out of here, Kate. I’ll read these through and start the surveillance tomorrow night. I don’t think I’m up to starting tonight anyway. It’s been a hell of a day, and Mr. Personality is giving me a headache.”
“Kate, please tell me you’re not giving this nutcase a job. She couldn’t find her way out of a paper bag. How the hell is she supposed to follow a suspect around unnoticed? She has the subtlety of a neutron bomb and the luck of Jimmy Hoffa.”
“All right. That’s enough. Who the hell do you think you are?” I asked, poking my finger into his chest hard enough so he took a small step in retreat. He narrowed his eyes menacingly.
“I’m a cop, and I could have you arrested for assaulting an officer,” he said, taking hold of the finger I had pressed against his rock hard pectoral muscle and pushing it away. “Want to see what it feels like to be cuffed and put in the back of a police cruiser?”
A shot of heat spread from my loins to all my pleasure points, my eyes widened and my breath caught at the image, and I could tell he wasn’t entirely without imagination either as he realized where our conversation was leading.
“If you two will give it a rest, I’d like to give my clients the illusion that this is a place of business,” Kate said in her best intimidation voice.
I was caught off guard becaus e Nick smiled at Kate’s attempt to restore order. Damn those laugh crinkles in the corners of his eyes. I’d just had more of a sexual rush in the last ten minutes than in the whole two years I’d spent with Greg. My sympathies went out to Veronica. She could have Greg with my blessing.
Kate looked at me in exasperation. “I told you not to delay giving your statement, Addison. Why don’t you follow Nick back to the station and get that taken care of? There’s no point delaying the inevitable. Don’t argue,” she said, as I was about to do just that.
She turned her attention to Nick. “Addison and I have been best friends since the first grade. She’s going to work for me for a little while as a personal favor. You two will probably run i nto one another on occasion, so my only request is that you don’t shed blood in my building. It’s damn hard to keep a good business reputation nowadays, and blood is hell to get out of industrial grade carpet.”
I nodded stiffly in the jerk’s direction and gathered up as much dignity as I could find. I was running a little low today, considering everything I’d been through up to that point, but I was a southern woman and I could be dignified in my sleep. For the most part. Despite my mother’s best efforts, sometimes I fell off the wagon a little.
“I’m not the one you have to worry about. I can get along with anyone. It’s obviously Detective Sugar here that needs a lesson in manners.”
I thought that was a great exit line, but I didn’t get out the door fast enough to miss his parting words.
“Is that chocolate on your shirt?” he asked with a leer.
I very maturely shot him the finger and decided it probably wouldn’t hurt to grab another chocolate fudge sundae before giving Nick my statement. It was bound to cool off my overheated body.
Chapter Five
Tuesday
The last week
“This is perfect,” Kate said before I could argue in my defense. “I’ve never known two people that make more memorable first impressions than the two of you. It’s absolutely perfect.”
Nick and I were both looking at Kate like she’d lost her mind.
“Kate, I think your headband’s too tight. It’s cutting off the circulation to your brain,” I said.
I stood and gripped my small stack of file folders to my chest, hoping to hide the chocolate sauce I’d spilled on my boob , and got ready to make a grand exit.
“I’m out of here, Kate. I’ll read these through and start the surveillance tomorrow night. I don’t think I’m up to starting tonight anyway. It’s been a hell of a day, and Mr. Personality is giving me a headache.”
“Kate, please tell me you’re not giving this nutcase a job. She couldn’t find her way out of a paper bag. How the hell is she supposed to follow a suspect around unnoticed? She has the subtlety of a neutron bomb and the luck of Jimmy Hoffa.”
“All right. That’s enough. Who the hell do you think you are?” I asked, poking my finger into his chest hard enough so he took a small step in retreat. He narrowed his eyes menacingly.
“I’m a cop, and I could have you arrested for assaulting an officer,” he said, taking hold of the finger I had pressed against his rock hard pectoral muscle and pushing it away. “Want to see what it feels like to be cuffed and put in the back of a police cruiser?”
A shot of heat spread from my loins to all my pleasure points, my eyes widened and my breath caught at the image, and I could tell he wasn’t entirely without imagination either as he realized where our conversation was leading.
“If you two will give it a rest, I’d like to give my clients the illusion that this is a place of business,” Kate said in her best intimidation voice.
I was caught off guard becaus e Nick smiled at Kate’s attempt to restore order. Damn those laugh crinkles in the corners of his eyes. I’d just had more of a sexual rush in the last ten minutes than in the whole two years I’d spent with Greg. My sympathies went out to Veronica. She could have Greg with my blessing.
Kate looked at me in exasperation. “I told you not to delay giving your statement, Addison. Why don’t you follow Nick back to the station and get that taken care of? There’s no point delaying the inevitable. Don’t argue,” she said, as I was about to do just that.
She turned her attention to Nick. “Addison and I have been best friends since the first grade. She’s going to work for me for a little while as a personal favor. You two will probably run i nto one another on occasion, so my only request is that you don’t shed blood in my building. It’s damn hard to keep a good business reputation nowadays, and blood is hell to get out of industrial grade carpet.”
I nodded stiffly in the jerk’s direction and gathered up as much dignity as I could find. I was running a little low today, considering everything I’d been through up to that point, but I was a southern woman and I could be dignified in my sleep. For the most part. Despite my mother’s best efforts, sometimes I fell off the wagon a little.
“I’m not the one you have to worry about. I can get along with anyone. It’s obviously Detective Sugar here that needs a lesson in manners.”
I thought that was a great exit line, but I didn’t get out the door fast enough to miss his parting words.
“Is that chocolate on your shirt?” he asked with a leer.
I very maturely shot him the finger and decided it probably wouldn’t hurt to grab another chocolate fudge sundae before giving Nick my statement. It was bound to cool off my overheated body.
Chapter Five
Tuesday
The last week
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