Chapter 22
Suzie Ames couldn’t believe the call she’d gotten from Danny Miller. She’d pawned off her afternoon babysitting job on her little sister, Kathy, and took off in her ancient Nova.
She didn’t want to stink, but the A.C. wasn’t working, and the hot air coming in through the windows did little more than blow her golden ponytail and create more sweat.
The throbbing in her groin had her squirming.
Lover’s Lane! In the daytime! With normally so straitlaced Danny Miller! HOT DAMN!
She drove through the dappled light to reach the sun-drenched clearing. The county’s cruiser was parked in the shade close to the trees. Danny, wearing his starched uniform and his service belt tight around his skinny hips, leaned against the trunk, ankles crossed, looking good enough to eat.
Oh, God! Su
