For all I talk and screw around, I’m not one to drag a woman through the mud. The thing is, when Declan asked about me and Tess, I couldn’t lie. He knows me well enough to guess I’d been with her. There was no sense in denying it. That didn’t mean I’d go into detail. Even back in school when I thought for sure she didn’t like me, Tess seemed like a nice girl, just always kind of sad.
I’ll admit that when she wasn’t taken by my looks, wasn’t impressed by my athletic skills, and would avert her gaze instead of smile my way, I saw her as a challenge. She was sexy, in that understated way she is now, with the kind of mouth a guy like me needs to kiss. I figured eventually I’d get her to let me have a taste of those lips, and maybe even cop a feel. I just never guessed we’d end up in bed, doing what we did, as hard as we did it. Hell, out of all the women I banged—homely clothes and all—she was the one who rocked my world.
“You fucked Contessa,” Declan’s voice repeats in my head.
“Yeah. Didn’t you hear me the first time?” I asked him.
“Christ, Curran. I don’t need this shit right now.”
When he slumped in his chair and rubbed his face, I thought for sure he’d send me packing and back to the precinct—seeing what this case means to him. Declan doesn’t like drama. Not when it involves his rep, and especially not when it involves a woman. It’s the reason he’s quick to cut his lays loose and not look back.
But as mad as he was at learning Tess and I hooked up—and as much as he didn’t want anything to interfere with his ticket into the Homicide Unit—he wouldn’t let me off guard duty. And it pissed me off.
He doesn’t think I’m ready for the streets. Just like the sarge, the captain, and the boys back at the station. My first instinct was to rip into Declan. As my brother, he should have my back. But then I thought about Joey, and how he’s messed up for life ’cause of me. Damn, I have to admit that maybe they’re right. All of them.
Tess continues forward and reaches for the door leading out to the second floor. “Hold up,” I tell her, pulling her back before she can step through. I cut in front of her and sweep the area. “Okay. Clear. Stay to my left, and always stand where I can see you.”
“You’re serious?” She peeks over my shoulder, where a handful of people are hurrying to court. “Is this how it’s going to be from now on?”
“Yeah. I’m on the job.”
She takes a hesitant step before resuming her quick pace. Her limp’s better, but mostly because I think she’s pushing past the pain and not wanting to appear weak. My sister, Wren, once told me it’s hard being a woman in a man’s world, no matter how badass that woman is. S’pose she’s right, given how Tess straightens when she spots another suit glancing her way.
I know I pissed her off in the stairwell. But even so, she’d listened to what I had to say, and she keeps to my left as we cross the bridge. I stay just ahead of her, taking everything in.
Three sheriff’s deputies are on security detail at the courthouse entrance. Two take point at the metal detector; the other waits on the right to allow staff and badges through. Tess flashes her ID, gaining immediate access. One look at my badge and uniform and I’m waved through. I know the rookies from the academy. Damn, was it just last year I taught them to shoot? The old guy has done a few decades on the force. Never met him, and I’m not positive the other two remember me. But all three give me the eye.
Shit. Word travels fast when you screw up and your partner ends up full of holes.
My expression stays hard during our brief exchange of nods. Under other circumstances, I’d make small talk. Maybe crack a joke. But a lot has changed, and I don’t just mean guard duty with Tess. So I keep my focus ahead and my comments to myself.
We round the bend in time to catch a row of prisoners being escorted back to the jail in shackles. I clasp Tess’s elbow, keeping her in place. She motions to a squad of civilians passing by the prisoners. “There’s plenty of space to get through,” she says.
“Not saying there isn’t. But we’re waiting here till the perps pass through.”