A little voice inside his head reminded him how it had felt to kiss Megan. To hold her in his arms—feel her soft skin beneath his hands, his lips—
The car behind him honked its horn, and Paul looked up to find that the light was now green. Cursing, he pushed his foot on the gas, and continued on to the station. He was going to have to figure something out fast.
He strolled into the station about ten minutes later.
“Hey, you made it in.”
Paul reached for the coffee pot before answering his partner. “Yeah. It’s amazing what a few good hours of sleep can do for you.”
With his coffee in hand, he followed Janey back to their desks.
“The report’s in your in-box. I looked it over. Seems fairly straightforward to me.”
He took a sip of his coffee. “Yeah, it was. Perp dropped his wallet tryin
