"So you're a cop," she said, meeting his stunningly blue yes,
noting the breeze ripple through his hair. He certainly fit the stereotype.
Broad shouldered and strong. Opened black leather jacket with the collar turned
up. An incredible heart-stopper with his sophisticated good looks. But cops were
the worst choice for a husband, she reminded herself,even if she were
looking for one, which she definitely was not. Cops lived in the fast track.
With violence. And danger. Cops were gunned down every day.