by V. K. Powell
“That’s Special Agent Morgan, and I really want to catch bad guys a few more years. I’ll reserve my leisure activities for the bedroom. With you.” She kissed Alex, then teased her bottom lip between her teeth before letting go.
“By the way, I love you, Keri Morgan.” Alex gathered her lover in her arms and pulled her closer to her sweat-drenched body.
“I know.”
“But this won’t always be so easy—the relationship or getting your way with me.” Alex grinned and slid her hand down Keri’s stomach to the heat between her thighs.
“Then we better practice. A lot.” Keri gave Alex a languid kiss. “I have a feeling we’ll need the entire three weeks before my new job to get out of the bedroom. But trust me. I can handle it.”
Alex let herself float on a wave of true happiness. “I do trust you, with all my heart.”
About the Author
VK Powell is a thirty-year veteran of a midsized police department. She was a police officer by necessity (it paid the bills) and a writer by desire (it didn't). Her career spanned numerous positions including beat officer, homicide detective, field sergeant, vice/narcotics lieutenant, district captain, and assistant chief of police. Now retired, she lives in central North Carolina and devotes her time to writing, rewriting, traveling, and volunteer work.
You can visit her online at www.powellvk.com.