"Excuse me?"
The voice was sharp and came from directly in front of him.
Liam's head snapped up, and he found himself staring at a woman who looked decidedly less than pleased with the current situation.
She was wearing a police uniform, but it looked... different from the standard issue he'd seen around the neighborhood.
The skirt was shorter, way shorter than what seemed regulation.
It stopped mid-thigh, showing off long, toned legs that seemed to go on forever.
Her white button-up shirt was tucked in neatly, but the fabric was pulled tight across her chest, straining slightly against buttons that looked like they were holding on for dear life.
Her face was stunning—the kind of beauty that graces fashion magazines.
Sharp cheekbones, full pink lips, and mesmerizing brown eyes that glowed amber in the light, framed by long, thick lashes. Her sleek bob perfectly showcased her sculpted jawline and graceful neck.
