Chapter Ten
Sterling pulled into a parking spot behind the police station. He needed the comfort of one of Dottie’s special breakfasts. Maybe that would get his mind off the merry-go-round of confusing thoughts concerning Emma. Ever since he’d kissed her he’d been wound tighter than a spool of bailing wire.
Their kiss had rocked him to his core. Had unleashed so much more than desire. And it scared the s**t out of him. He should be thanking her for saving him from himself. He’d come so close to forgetting about Johnny. But instead, he was just pissed off. For the last two weeks, she’d ignored his texts. And the voicemail he’d left with an apology. And the next voicemail a week later, asking when they could get together and discuss the fundraiser.
The worst part? He wanted to kiss her ag
