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better my numbers—I want to do it because those people deserve to be in jail. I want to do it to make my city a safer place—not just to get good publicity. And that’s why I find myself dialing Grayson Knight’s number.
    He takes a while to answer the phone, and when he does, he sounds out of breath. “Mel,” he huffs.
    I love the way he calls me Mel. But my stomach sinks as thoughts flash through my mind as to what’s causing Grayson to be out of breath. Is he…with a woman?
    God, I hope not.
    “I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”
    “No. I’m just in my gym, working out.”
    “Oh.” Sweet relief.
    I shake away my thoughts. I want to get to the truth, not bone the guy.
    “Is everything okay?” he asks.
    “Yes…I was just wondering if you have time for a chat.”
    “Sure.” He doesn’t ask why. And honestly, I feel a flutter of content that he’s so quick to answer yes. “Do you want me to come to your office?”
    I don’t think it’s a good idea to meet Grayson here—Ben could find out about it. But there’s a coffee shop I really like that’s on the other side of town, not far from my apartment. And I never see anyone from work there. Grayson and I will be able to talk in peace.
    “Can you meet me at the Hideout instead? It’s a coffee shop on—”
    “I know where it is,” he interjects. “I love that place. What time did you want to meet?”
    I glance at the clock. “How long will it take you to get there?”
    “I just need to grab a quick shower. I’m all sweaty from the gym.”
    A nice image pops into my head. Grayson is all sweaty, naked, and hovering over me as he…
    Stop it, Mel!
    “It’ll probably only take me ten to shower and change, and another ten to drive over.”
    I clear my throat, but when I speak, my words still come out ragged. “I’ll see you in twenty, then.”
    “See you soon,” he says, and hangs up.
    I leave my office and head for the elevator. Downstairs, I flag a cab on the street.
    The entire time, I desperately try not to think about the fact that Grayson is probably naked right now. Naked and wet, in the shower.
    Holy God.
    I need to wipe these images and thoughts from my mind so that I have a clear head when I see him. I’m meeting him to discuss his criminal charges, and all I want to do is take off his sweaty clothes.

Chapter 10
    I’m the first to arrive at the Hideout, so I order myself a latte and take a seat in a booth at the back of the shop to give us privacy. It’s a good table because I can still see the door when Grayson arrives.
    I don’t have to wait long—only a few minutes. From the doorway, Grayson scans the coffee shop. His eyes land on me and he smiles.
    And I feel that smile deep inside me, curling my toes.
    I try to shake the feeling off, but it’s not easy when he’s walking over to me, his eyes clearly fixed on mine. Okay, so I’ll admit it now: I’m definitely attracted to Grayson Knight. But I’m also the assistant state attorney on the case, and my job is the most important thing to me.
    I need to push this attraction down and ignore it.
    “Hi,” he says. “I’m gonna order a coffee. You want anything else?” He nods down at my latte.
    “I’m good, thanks.”
    I watch as he walks over to the counter, orders his drink, and pays for it. He comes back over empty-handed. “Waitress said she’ll bring it over.”
    He sits down across from me and there’s a moment of quiet. I curl my hands around my cup, unsure what to say. How to open the conversation. It’s very unlike me.
    “So, you wanted to talk?” Grayson says, his voice soft.
    I lift my eyes to him. “My boss wants me to up the charge against you to possession of a Section II drug with intent to supply.” I see a flicker of something in his eyes, but his expression doesn’t change. The words hang between us as the waitress comes over and puts Grayson’s coffee on the table in front of him.
    He breaks his stare and looks at her. “Thank you,”