Bianca

She waited till O’Grady had left, in his usual Alpha male way, she thought with a smile. Stuffing his gun in his holster, looking at her with a wink, then striding out , after bestowing a quick hard kiss on her mouth, leaving behind the aroma of his masculinity and his citrusy cologne.

And an aching sense of loss.

Bianca stood at the window, watching him leave, getting into the large black SUV that had rolled up to the kerb. And then, he was gone.

She decided to go to work. There was no point in hanging around, mooning around like a love sick calf.

Changing into a simple...