Gently, he folded me into his arms and I pressed my cheek against his chest and sighed. “Yeah, sweetness, I’m just fine now.”
Close by, Dom started yelling. “Help me!” he cried. “Can’t you see I’ve been shot!”
Blue pulled back and pinned Dom with a stare. Dom glanced at him and shut up. A paramedic took a few steps toward Dom and Blue shook his head.
“He’s low priority. Let him bleed.”
Dom started screaming again about police brutality, and Blue turned back to me.
“Guess what?” he said, wrapping me up in his arms once again.
“What?”
“Case is over.”
“Hmmm, does that mean you won’t stand me up anymore?”
He chuckled. “Are you going to agree to go out with me again?”
“Definitely,” I said, dipping my face into his chest. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.
He tipped my chin back with his bruised and bloodied knuckles. “There’s just one thing.”
I narrowed my eyes. “What?”
“That you’re mine. Exclusively.”
Joy and warmth filled me up inside. It totally washed away all the bad things that happened and even made me forget I was still bound by duct tape. “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I murmured, stretching up on tiptoes so I could kiss him.
It was there in the middle of a drug bust that my happily ever after began.