Meagan just wanted to get home and by the looks of this traffic jam it didn’t look like it was going to happen anytime soon. She unbuttoned one more button on her blouse and was surprised to find that it was the fourth button, for modesty’s sake she better not unbutton anymore or the old man in the car next to her was going to start waving around dollar bills for the free peep show. Meagan sighed deeply then pulled her thick chestnut hair to the top of her head. Lord, she hated the heat. A sharp rap on her window caused her to start and she dropped her hair and spun her head around, her hair fanning out in a wide arch behind her. A muscular policeman stood next to her car, a very tall, very blond, very handsome policeman. She looked to his eyes but all she saw was her reflection peering back at her form his sunglasses. He motioned for her to roll her window down. She did as she was told and the man’s deep voice filled her senses. “Please, step out of the car, ma’am.” Meagan was a tad confused at why the cop wanted her out of the car, but she unlocked the door and pushed it open anyway.
