Two other cops in street clothing had just entered the building where Maggie was headed for her meeting with the lawyer. They were on her ass hard and from what Micah had dug up so far, it just didn’t jibe. LAPD had followed him here. Already he was on their radar. Micah prayed he wasn’t making the biggest mistake of his life.It took every ounce of restraint he’d ever had to muster up in his life to keep his mind focused and not give in to the passion threatening to rip him apart from kissing Maggie. The pain in not getting a raging hard-on equaled how much it would have hurt if he had. He wanted her more than his next breath.“What?” she whispered, blinking a few times. Maggie’s face was flushed, her lips moist and parted, and she panted as both of her hands remained flat against his chest. “What?” she repeated. “Why did you do that?”Because I wanted to. Because I’ve been thinking about kissing you all day. “It was necessary,” he said instead, looking down at her as she searched his face for understanding.Micah barely took a second to scan the parking lot and two adjoining streets beyond it.
