Excerpt of Love Me If You Can by Marie-Nicole Ryan

Tess took another bite of pizza, her silver gaze never leaving his. "You going to help me out or not? Forbes is your client, after all." Her voice rose and, again, heads turned in their direction.

"Calm down. I’d like to live long enough to walk you home…and maybe get a good-night kiss."

Taking a deep breath, she leaned back and signaled everything was cool. "You want to walk me home and kiss me good-night? How sweet."

Her soft tone mocked him, but he didn’t care.

"Like we’re high school sweethearts." She wrinkled her nose, but her eyes shone with moderate good humor.

"Would you rather I said what I was really thinking?"

Her lashes fluttered briefly, then she eyeballed him directly. "Maybe. Depends on what you were really thinking."

He lowered his tone a notch. "About pressing you up against the wall and having my way with you."

For a second, her gray eyes flashed silver.

Damn. He was a goner—as in, he’d gone too far. Said too much. Too soon.

She leaned forward. "I’ll have you know I don’t engage in up-against-the-wall, wild animal sex on the first date, not that this is even a date." Her tone was matter-of-fact, but her cheeks flushed a pretty pink. Maybe he could still pull his nuts out of the fire before they went up in smoke.

"A guy can always hope," he said, without a chance in the world she wouldn’t kick him to the curb. Or have one of her fellow officers do the honors.

"A guy can hold his breath…until he turns purple."

"I can see I’ve put my foot in it. I’m sorry… But damn, the sight of your mouth. Your skin. Your eyes. Dammit. You’re driving me up a wall."

"Another reference to the wall? Would that be the same wall?"

"Bad choice of words."