Funny, smiling to myself, I was thinking the same thing now that I could finally see him in the light. But thankfully I didn't say it out loud. Because, ooh, was he ever hot. Handsome as sin, dark hair, gorgeous long-lashed blue eyes, and nicely built, too. Nothing like a hunk in uniform to help take my mind off of what had happened.
"I think I'm still getting over the shock," I said, wrapping my arms around myself, to try and stop myself from shaking.
He surprised me when he got up and grabbed his parka from a hook on the back of the door, came and draped it over my shoulders, and tucked it around me and suggested, "I think you might need something hot to drink."
He'd no sooner said it, when a tall, lanky blond policemen poked his head in the door and said, "I'm going for a coffee run
