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throughout his sandy brown hair. His eyes were the color of a Persian cat’s — emerald green. He smiled at her, crow’s feet at the corners of his eyes letting her know that he not only was friendly, but someone who liked to laugh often. His large hard grasped hers, enveloping it completely. It was firm and hard, yet the skin was soft, letting her know that he spent many hours a day at a desk. He yanked her up out of the chair, hugging her tightly.
    “My God, it’s been years since I’ve seen you!” He held her at arm’s length, staring intently. “How the hell have you been?”
    Mr. Johnson? No, can’t be.
    He shook his head, laughing. “You don’t remember who I am, do you?”
    “I’m sorry. You seem familiar, and I think I know your voice. Since you called me Sunni, you must know me from my childhood.” Her cheeks flushed and she couldn’t stop staring at his eyes. Mesmerizing eyes. She found him very attractive. Even though he seemed a bit older than her nineteen years, her heart raced when he winked at her.
    “Yes, that’s exactly how I know you. You were friends with Brittney. Brittney Johnson? I’m her dad, Cade—” He raised his eyebrows, waiting for a flicker of recognition.
    “Oh, my God! How are you, Mr. Johnson?” She flung her arms around his waist, hugging him closely. “I thought it was you, and then talked myself out it.”
    He brushed the hair off her shoulder, kissing her temple. “Hi, Sunni. I thought you’d remember me after a bit. Please call me Cade.”
    She quickly pulled away, feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden. She’d loved Mr. Johnson —Cade. Sunni lacked a father in her house, not having the paternal caring and cuddling that her best friend had. Many days, she’d envied her best friend Brittney for that, watching him swing her into the air, kissing her neck or tickling her belly as he walked by. After a while, Mr. Johnson included her in the cuddling and playing. He’d play with them in the park, taking them for ice cream, and then reading with both girls at bedtime.
    He stooped over her, looking her directly in the eye. “Hey… you okay? You seem far away.”
    Her eyes teared up. She wasn’t okay, her life was out of control, and now she was in danger on top of it all. But with Cade with her once more, she felt safe… and little again. He towered over her, her head only coming up to the middle of his chest, even as a grown woman. When she was a child, he’d seemed larger than a bear when she would visit. She remembered him having to stoop slightly to enter the house without knocking his large trooper hat right off his head.
    “So, I hear you need to talk to an officer?” His deep voice rumbled through her core, bringing her comfort, and yet, it exuded authority, demanding obedience. At a minimum, it meant you needed to stop and listen. “Am I going to have to put you in handcuffs? I hope not.” He furrowed his brows in mock sternness.
    “I… I don’t think so, Sir.” Her heart raced, and she couldn’t keep eye contact. She didn’t think she’d done anything wrong. She hoped not, anyway.
    He grasped her elbow, bringing her to the chairs. “Well, Sunni, let’s hear it before we worry about anything else.”
    “Nobody calls me Sunni anymore. I’m known as Madison here.”
    “You’ll always be Sunni to me. I’ll try to remember, but I spent way too many years calling you that. Hope you understand.” He opened the laptop. “Let’s get your story. What happened?”
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 2
     
    C ade positioned his laptop on the table so he would be able to type comfortably and yet see her facial expressions as she related the events. She wore dark brown corduroy pants that hugged her shapely, trim legs and plump, curvy ass. Her brown and cream sweater was doing a more than adequate job accentuating the shape of her ample breasts. Sunni had definitely grown up since he’d last seen her at the age of twelve or thirteen. She had