“Hands on the bike,” the cop murmured, voice low.
The brat raised a brow. “You searching for weapons or just an excuse to touch me?”
A smirk.
A hand on his waist.
“Maybe both.”
The brat hissed, breath shaky.
“Then don’t stop ‘til you find something dangerous."
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