Bound By The Badge
other tables, the occasional clatter of a fork against a plate, and the familiar siz
tangled in the hem of her apron, her pulse s
g fragile. Something
ated
lf. No one had ever stepped in to save her, and she sur
ye
ght had chan
me into her place of work and had looked at her li
Co
it down with j
gaze locked onto hers, his broad frame makin
trying to focus. "You
t answer i
andle in that calm, deliberate way of his. He didn't sip it righ
voice was even, but there was something underneath it.
rd. "Too late fo
Barely noticeable
y question," she pre
ee, his expression unreadable. Then, he
w thei
rless laugh. "That
s steady, assessing. Most people would have squirmed
ing with men who thought they coul
n't one
telling her the truth because
made her even more determi
aitress, but I'm not stupid. You don't look at someone
g that Mia almost thought
y, his fingers tapping
ople down for cash or rough up the occasional bar owner. They run weapons. Drugs. They kill for profit.
at him. A
rse than sh
k to Scarface's smirk, the way he had look
want with me
t answer r
sting his forearms on the tabl
arper. "They saw the way I looked at you. And men
rt skippe
hey're coming bac
n't say
n't ha
.. what? You're saying I'm
even, but there was something dangerous behind it. "And
f the table. "So what am I supposed to do
pression
serious, "you don't talk to them. You don't look at t
t for you? What i
aze didn
ill
t just a
as a
ers were trembling slightly, and she hated it. Hated tha
he hated e
y Cole mad
ling him that he didn't get to dictate h
lse racing, heart hammering, wond
ched between them
reaching for his coffee again. He too
et back to wo
es. "You're kicking
t of something close to amusemen
"Boss won't like seeing you
, shaking her head.
completely unbothered
pron. But before she walked away, sh
she said
expression unreadabl
her night. For-" She stopped herself,
ore she could take anothe
he said, his voice
swal
though she should be running as far away from
fe
st time in