I’ve always acquired something for cops. I cannot explain it. Maybe it’s the even or the cocky way they swagger around, ready to snap into action at a moment’s notice. Whatever the reason why, I would feel my temp soar when a cop would appear. That’s the way I always sensed in the diner when Brad would walk in.

We worked the graveyard shift at Cory’s Diner, thus things will be quite quiet and unhappy around midnight. That’s when Brad would can be found in, politely suggestion his cap and sit back. ‘Hey, there, about Under Restraint: A BDSM Love Story Patsy. I hope your night’s heading well.’

Wednesday night was a night exactly like any other. I was bored and unhappy until Brad arrived. But viewing his handsome face brought me to life. I could experience a shiver arrive over my body as I strolled toward him, my eye shyly targeted at the ground. ‘Everything’s going simply great, Official Taylor.’

He chuckled. ‘You’re not under arrest, honey. Feel free to call me Brad.’

Hearing him contact me honey almost made me melt. I nearly fell the pencil and notepad from my hand. ‘Ohhh, alright, Brad. You need the usual tonight?’

‘Yep. Tuna seafood sandwich and orange juice would really hit the spot following the crazy time I’ve experienced.’

I actually perked up, picturing him involved in some intense…

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