Excerpt from Lust Detector
Savannah didn't know what to expect. She never imagined that Officer
Downs would go so far as to bring her to the station. Never in a million years. Somehow her game had gotten out of hand, but still she wasn't afraid. The way he spoke to her, his voice full of authority, turned her on.
Like he'd put her under some sort of spell. Warmth from his hand on her arm penetrated her body, sending sizzling jolts down to her toes.
Willingly she followed, though it felt more like she floated.
He led her swiftly through the busy police station. All around her the place buzzed. Phones rang. Voices rose to loud volumes. The sound of paper scratching as they passed by a large copy machine. They moved through the station so fast it blurred before her eyes. She did her best to stay in step with him, not too far forward or too far behind, but right at his side. Had she blown her chance with him already?
"Right in here." He led her into a small room with one very high window. Sunlight filtered in and streaked across a wooden chair with a strange looking device next to it.
Releasing her arm, he gestured toward the chair. "If you'll take a seat, we'll get right to it."
She walked to the chair, wringing her hands. "Um, okay."
His take-charge attitude made her knees buckle. She glanced around the plain white walls, empty of décor except for one large mirror. Savannah took a seat and wondered if people watched from the other side of the mirror, like they did on TV. Other than a minor fender bender at twenty-one, she'd never been on the wrong side of the law before.
Her pulse sped up as he closed and locked the door. Maybe she really had gone too far. Not sure what to expect, her gaze moved to the mirror and then back toward the door. Why had he locked it?
A charming smile bowed his lips, putting her a little at ease. "All right, Ms Scott, first, I'm going to conduct a little test. Nothing to worry your pretty head about."
She returned her attention to Alec, as he moved the odd-looking machine closer to her.
Her mouth went dry. "Test?"
From his belt he removed a pair of handcuffs. Savannah's eyes widened.
They were so strong and shiny looking. Every fantasy she'd had came crashing into her mind. She wanted those naughty things wrapped around her wrists.
His voice deepened with a whiskey-roughness. "Yes, a test, just to make sure we're on the same page. I promise to not make it too grueling, though some of it will depend on you."
Her breath hitched at his words. Could this really be happening, or was she suffering from heatstroke? Her mind fogged as he bent down and tightened a cuff around her right wrist, and the other around the machine.
"Do you know what this device does?"
Savannah looked the strange contraption over. With his close proximity she couldn't think straight. "No, I'm afraid I don't."
"It's a lie detector test. We're going to use it on you today."
She frowned. "I'm not understanding, did I do something wrong?"
A slow, sexy smile curved his lips. "Yes, you were naughty. You've been very naughty, and it's time to get to the bottom of it."
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