Attorney Nita Reynolds is hot for Det. Craig Walker, but he's given up asking her out. She doesn't date cops...until a doctor's call makes her re-examine her priorities. Believing she has a brain tumor like the one that killed her father, she vows to make love to Craig Walker while she still has her full faculties. By the time the doctor realizes he's mixed up the scans, she's in way too deep.
After I finished reading Saving Grace, I went straight to Amazon to see if the other two novels in Norah Wilson’s “Serve and Protect” series, Guarding Suzannah and Protecting Paige, were free for download as well. They weren’t, but this little novella was.
It’s only 15,000 words, but it packs a big punch for such a little story. This story introduces the reader to Nita, a Legal Aide attorney and her biggest opposition in the local police Department, Detective Craig. These two have constantly butted heads in the past, in the court room, but Craig had made it his mission in life to get Nita to go out with him. Nita’s had the hots for Craig for a long time, but sticks by her “no cops” rule until she gets devastating news that she has a brain tumor.
Deciding she’s going to live for the moment until the day she dies, Nita calls Craig out of the blue for a dinner date, telling him to “come prepared.” After abandoning their dinner plans, what follows is hot, steamy, and all the good things.
They stepped into the elevator, which looked altogether too modern for the old building. “Fast elevator?”
“Very,” she said, hitting the button for the fifth floor.
“Too bad.” He crowded her up against a mirrored wall of the elevator, skimming the sides of her breasts with his hands. “These mirrors are great.” He nipped at her mouth. “I’d love to lift that sexy dress and go down on you right here while you watched us.”
After a FULL night of fun with Craig, Nita receives a phone call the next morning from her doctor telling her that initial positive test of having a brain tumor were the result of a file mix up. She starts to shut down and withdraw from Craig who immediately suspects that something is going on that would have caused Nita to drop her brick wall against cop relationships.
“It’s okay, Ms. Reynolds. I think I can put the puzzle pieces together for myself. You called me because you thought you were dying. Am I right?”
“Jesus Christ! What was I to you? Some kind of carnival ride you wanted to take? Something to cross off your to-do list before you went to meet the ultimate judge in the sky?” He raked a hand through his hair. “Christ, of course! That’s why we had to squeeze in every fantasy you could think of. You wanted to cross them off so you could move on to skydiving or smoking opium or swimming with goddamn dolphins.”
“That’s not fair! The doctor only told me yesterday. I thought I was ... dammit, it was an impulse.”
He reached for his jeans and hauled them on. “I can’t fucking believe this.”
Of course after all of the turmoil there is an HEA.
“I want to marry you because you’re the one, Nita. Period.” He pinned her with his gaze, fierce and outrageously blue. “I’ve never felt like this before. I want to lie beside you and just listen to you breathe. When I’ve had a shitty day, I want to come home to you and lay my head in your lap and feel your hands on my face. And when you’ve had a shitty day and it feels like one more straw is gonna break your back, I want to be there to carry the load for you.
Damn swoony cop.