Paige knew she couldn’t get used to this. Even if she and Abby had a real relationship, which didn’t seem as farfetched after the kiss they’d shared last night, Abby wouldn’t be able to knock off work early and hang out at The Gin Barrel with Paige on her shift. It wasn’t reasonable, and Mike would never allow it. Paige shouldn’t want him to—having her cop girlfriend hanging around and glowering at customers would only decrease tips, right?
Not that Abby did a lot of glowering. She didn’t show a lot of jealousy or possessiveness. Paige’s mother had always told her cops were the worst, jealous and demanding and the first to claim ownership of anything that struck their fancy. Her mother’s experience with police had come at the hands of a genocidal regime and had to be considered in that li
