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1855218Hot Cophttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/hot-cop/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/497148/4a15f92c-9867-45df-a35a-962f08333f8c.jpg?v=6383350539727000006161MXNCJ BlakeInStock/Ebooks/1823105Hot Cop6161https://www.gandhi.com.mx/hot-cop/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/497148/4a15f92c-9867-45df-a35a-962f08333f8c.jpg?v=638335053972700000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20199780463057537_W3siaWQiOiI5OTZkOTM5MC0yOGI1LTQwMmMtYmJjNi02Yjg2NThiM2IwOTAiLCJsaXN0UHJpY2UiOjU3LCJkaXNjb3VudCI6MCwic2VsbGluZ1ByaWNlIjo1NywiaW5jbHVkZXNUYXgiOnRydWUsInByaWNlVHlwZSI6IklwcCIsImN1cnJlbmN5IjoiTVhOIiwiZnJvbSI6IjIwMjItMTEtMjlUMjE6MDA6MDBaIiwicmVnaW9uIjoiTVgiLCJpc1ByZW9yZGVyIjpmYWxzZX1d9780463057537_<p>Jack Bryson is a wanted man. But there is more than one Jack Bryson. This one happens to be a middle-aged office worker. But hot, young Officer Summers doesnt know that. She thinks she has the hardened criminal after a simple traffic stop. Now she has a problem, good thing this Jack isnt a criminal, he gives Officer Summers a chance to make up for her mistake, and she doesnt disappoint.<br />PREVIEW:<br />I cant believe this! I pounded my fist against the steering wheel as I saw the red and blue lights flashing in my mirror.<br />The siren chirped, confirming it was me they were after.<br />This is ridiculous! I pulled my car off the road and stopped in front of a vacant lot.<br />I threw it in park and reached for my wallet.<br />Stop moving! I heard on a loud speaker.<br />I put my hands up, in the car. The voice sounded feminine.<br />Dont move! I heard over the loud speaker.<br />I followed instructions. The last thing I wanted to do was make a cop mad.<br />I waited. I squirmed in my seat. Cant we just get this over with. Ill take my ticket now and be on my way.<br />I watched traffic pass by. I hoped no one I knew saw me. It would be so embarrassing to walk into the office and hear everyone joke about how I got pulled over. I hated that attitude in my office. Bunch of busy-body dweebs all up in everyones business.<br />I glanced in the mirror again and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. The cop wasnt anything like I expected. I was imagining a big, burly woman with short hair, and a couple of tattoos on each forearm.<br />What I saw was a slim figure, with some nice curves under that dark uniform and a slick blonde ponytail. I watched in the mirror as she walked confidently, but cautiously toward my car. The closer she got, the hotter she got. I looked down to make sure my shirt wasnt stained. All good. When I looked back up she was at my window.<br />I gazed into her green eyes. Her face was pretty, it looked fresh, with very little makeup. She looked young, mid-twenties or younger, too young to be a cop.<br />Hello, I said with a slight smile.<br />Hello sir, you can relax now, I just get a little worried when I see people go grabbing around in their cars.<br />I put my hands down. I honestly was so distracted that I didnt realize I was still holding them up.<br />Thats understandable, I said. I wasnt thinking about that.<br />No big deal, she said. Im Officer Summers with the Hampton Hills PD. I pulled you over because you rolled through that stop sign back on Trail Brook Road.<br />Im sorry, Officer. To be honest, Im late for work, in a big hurry. I was being foolish.<br />You certainly were, Officer Summers cocked a hip to the side. Her lips were in a tight line.<br />But I wont do it again, I said with a smile.<br />I bet, Summers said coolly. License please?<br />I dug into my pocket and pulled it out.<br />She looked at it. This is you?<br />Yes maam.<br />You were born in 1964?<br />Yes maam.<br />How old are you?<br />Fifty-five.<br />Ill be right back. Sit tight.<br />Yes maam.<br />I watched Officer Summers walk back to her police cruiser in my mirror. She had a tight little ass underneath that heavy utility belt.<br />Running a stop sign, that wasnt that big a deal, just a ticket. I could deal with that. I looked at my watch, I wouldnt even be late. Although, I wouldnt mind spending more time with Officer Summers, if she made me late I wouldnt mind.<br />The door opened on the police cruiser and Officer Summers walked back to my window. I watched her the whole way.<br />Mr. Bryson, Im gonna need you to step out of the car.<br />Out of the car? my stomach dropped.<br />Sir, are you resisting?<br />No, no maam, I opened the door and stepped out.<br />Officer Summers looked down, her expression was funny.<br />I looked down and saw a big boner tenting my pants. Of all the times and places.<br />Sorry, I muttered.<br />Go back to my car, Summers said.<br />She followed right behind me.<br />Stop by the passenger door, she said.</p>9780463057537_CJ Blaked482f716-9eba-3afc-8d2d-6a927204fcaa_9780463057537;9780463057537_9780463057537CJ BlakeInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/smashwords_level45-epub-eb2ed4f8-b5b5-4404-aa73-64e03d3b4f0f.epub2019-03-16T00:00:00+00:00CJ Blake