Page 92 of Champagne & Handcuffs

I sat up, the white sheet falling from my chest and revealing my bare breasts. Seth’s gaze honed in on them as he sat up on the side of the bed and stared. “More than my boobs?”

“Your tits are a part of you, and I’m not biased.”

I took a sip of the coffee, instantly feeling as though the caffeine entered my veins.

“I had coffee with Joss.”

“Everything good with the case?”

“DA struck a deal. Bryce got five years, but might get out sooner for good behavior.”

“For murder?” I balked.

“I read once that the FBI had covered up twenty-two thousand crimes in four years a few years back. They have their ways.”

“Wow. That’s crazy,” I breathed. “And Joss is one of them.”

“Sometimes the rules need to be broken. Are you sad that Tony is dead?”

“Of course not.”

“None of us are losing sleep over what Bryce did. In fact, it saved taxpayers money because now we don’t have to pay for that asshole to be in prison.”

“I never thought of it that way.”

“Anyway, I need to talk to you about something.”

My stomach sank. I didn’t like that sentence. “Oh—kay?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Joss offered me a job.”

My eyes widened. “She did?”

“Well, not with the FBI, but here locally with VICE.”

“Here … In Vegas?”

He nodded, and my heart sank to meet my stomach. “I don’t know all the details, but I’d be working on cases about prostitution and trafficking.”

“Like I was trafficked,” I whispered.

“Now you know why I’m considering it.”

“You’re considering it?”

“How could I not, Kitty Cat?” He reached up and brushed my hair behind my ear. “I have the chance to take more traffickers and pimps off the streets.”

I turned my gaze from him. I knew Seth was looking for a job. Now he was offered a position over twenty-five hundred miles away. We were talking double what it was from D.C. “What are you going to do?”

He grabbed my hands, and I turned to look back at him. “What do you want me to do?”

“Why are you asking me?”

“Because you’re my fiancé. This affects both of us. Would you move here? Joss and Paul are here. Autumn and Gabe, too.”

“But my friends and family are back in Miami.”

“And I left mine in D.C.”