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He’s a ONE and DONE kind of guy. Can she live long enough to find out if she’s the ONE?
Percy Honeybun and his honey, Brita Muldane just can’t catch a break. They’ve danced around their relationship for years, unable to find a way to make it work. But their lives are intertwined through family and friends and they’re just as unable to break completely away from each other. Maybe what they need is a life changing event to help them break through. Or maybe the life-shattering event they suddenly find themselves in, will end up breaking them instead.
Percy disconnected and stood staring into the dark room, his thoughts racing. Bella’s theories had put the kibosh on any residual doubts that Mary Tyler was their perp. Nothing said evil like being one of the criminally insane. Somehow the woman had to be behind the murders.
Percy just had to figure out how.
He jumped in surprise, forcing a smile. “You’re awake.”
Brita pushed herself upright, tucking a pillow behind her back. “I had terrible nightmares.”
He nodded, moving over to the bed. “It’s probably the pain meds Godric gave you.”
Brita eyed him. “You haven’t been to bed?”
“I can’t sleep. Too keyed up.” Percy slid into the bed beside her, bumping her feet with one of his own. “You were snoring too loud.”
She snorted out a laugh. “I don’t snore.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Then there was a woodsman in the bed with you sawing off logs.” Percy patted the covers as if looking for the woodsman.
She laughed, grabbing his hand. To his vast surprise Brita held onto it, slipping her fingers between his. “I hate this, Honeybun. I feel off balance…unsure.”
Her voice shook just the tiniest bit on the words. Percy leaned into her, bumping her shoulder with his arm. “Even slightly off balance you’re the best cop I know.”
When she smiled he couldn’t resist touching her face with a fingertip. “We’ll figure this out, honey. Together.”
Brita’s lips parted, her gaze softened on his. “I don’t think I’ve ever told you how much the Honeybun circle of support means to me.”
Percy frowned. “We know…”
She reached up and touched his lips with a fingertip, stalling him. “I’m sorry. I’ve taken way too many things for granted over the years. One of those things is you, Percy.”
Hope flared in his breast. Shaking his head, Percy kissed her finger. “I don’t know how you could ignore me. I’m kind of always here.”
She pulled her finger away, laughing. “Like a bratty little brother.”
Oh oh! Alarm bells sounded. “Please tell me we haven’t degenerated from being just friends, which was already annoying on so many levels, to you seeing me as a brother.”
“Oh hell no!” He leaned close, capturing her exquisite lips in a kiss that was about as far from brotherly as he could make it. She made a tiny sound of surprise, one hand coming up to press against his chest, but Percy wasn’t having it. He wrapped his fingers around her wrist and held on, deepening his kiss until her lips softened beneath his and she leaned into him.
He slipped his tongue over the crease of her soft lips, urging them apart. After a brief resistance she gave in, opening for him.
He released her wrist so he could wrap his arm around her and tug her closer. She made a small sound of pleasure as he pulled her into his lap, their passion igniting.
The heat building between them brought back exquisite memories of a time when their love was a beacon, throbbing on the horizon, only awaiting time and familiarity to set it alight.
Her soft hands slipped beneath his shirt, gliding warmly up his belly.
His body tightened beneath her touch…lust coiling into something much stronger and deeper in his core.
Percy broke the kiss and rested his forehead on hers, breathing heavily. “I’ve missed you so much, Brit. I want you to come back to me.”
She gave her head a little shake, her luscious lips pursing. But she didn’t say anything and Percy took hope from the glide of her velvet touch across his back.
“We can get past all that other stuff, honey. I’ll do everything I can to win you back.”
Her hands slipped away, her fingers twining nervously in her lap. “Trust takes time, Honeybun.”
Instead of spearing his hopes, her softly spoken resistance made him smile. He recognized a tiny softening in it. “We have time, honey. We have lots of time.”
But then she looked into his eyes and he saw the fear there and he remembered. If they didn’t catch a killer and clear her name, time was a gift he might not be able to give her.
And that thought alone made his gut roil with venom for the evil bastard who’d cast the woman he loved into danger, stripping her of her incredibly sexy confidence and plunging her into fear.
Percy reached out and tugged a soft, gilded brown strand of her hair. “I’ll make you two promises, Brita. One, we are going to catch this guy and take him down. And two, I’m going to prove that you and I belong together. That we’ve always belonged together and always will.”
She didn’t respond, but her expression closed down and she moved away from him. “Even if I believed that, Percy, I’d never saddle you with the trouble I’m carrying around right now. I care far too much for you to ever do that.”
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