Cat's Meow

By Cynthia Conley

Spotting a new and familiar face amongst the police force, Cat can’t resist dropping back into his life. After ensuring they meet, she discovers her old high school crush is single and even more desirable. To top it off, the fact that he’s a police officer sends her hormones raging.

Adam is more than happy to talk shop, amongst other things, with the once-shy and now flirtatious lawyer. Accustomed to various responses to various aspects of his life, he’s highly impressed with how she handles every inch of him. When her job intervenes, though, it proves to both life can send the most ferocious of beasts into hiding.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AmorBooks.com
• Release date: Jan 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005468750

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Cat’s Meow

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Cynthia Conley

Copyright 2022 Cynthia Conley

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Disclaimer: The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains graphic sexual content and is intended for those over the age of 18 only.

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Having watched the new recruits on the police force, I’ve had my eye on one in particular. If correct, he’d dated a friend of mine in high school. Wondering if she’d snagged him, I anticipated the possibly of getting a ticket to find out.

Parked across the street from the station, I watched him pull out and started my car. Discreetly following to a dead intersection, I switched lanes without using a signal and pulled beside him. He glanced over at me but didn’t seem to notice my lack of driving skills.

Seeing that no one was approaching, I peeled out on the green light to race across the intersection. That got his attention! He pulled in behind me, blipping his lights so I maneuvered to the curb while hiding my smile. Since everything—insurance, tags, and license—was all in order, I had them ready for him as he stepped up to my door.

After asking for the normal crap, I gladly handed it over while studying his face to see if my name rang a bell. His gaze flicked to mine, Ms. Branson…

Call me Cat. Everyone does. Of course, I was known as Catherine in high school.

The light of recognition dawned in his eyes, "Ah, we