Sin City Temptation. Sharon C. Cooper

most of his sleeping during the day, they were necessary and one of the best investments he’d made to date.

      “Through the double doors to your left is the main reason I purchased the house.”

      Gunner’s gaze followed the sway of her hips as she glided across the room. He couldn’t for the life of him imagine this sexy woman as a cop. Sure, she had no problem saying what was on her mind, and could even be considered aggressive at times, but the thought of her wrestling a criminal to the ground or against a wall to arrest them was mind-boggling. Since she had graduated at the top of her police academy class, he had no doubt that she could handle her business.

      “Oh. My. Goodness! This room alone is worth whatever you paid. This is absolutely gorgeous.” She gasped and he knew she had spotted the highlight of the luxury space. “Get the heck out of here! It has a sauna, too?”

      Gunner stood in the doorway, chuckling at Trinity’s expression. Between the four-person sauna, dual vanities, a huge Jacuzzi tub and the enormous size of the bathroom in general, he didn’t know which part was his favorite feature. It helped that the space had heated travertine floors and a window near the jetted tub that gave a picturesque view of the mountains. His Realtor had taken him to dozens of homes before finding this one. The lot size of the property was smaller than he wanted, yet he really liked the backyard and pool, but once he saw the master bathroom, he was sold.

      “So what do you think of the place?” Gunner asked. He moved away from the door and leaned against the back of the love seat in his bedroom’s sitting area.

      Trinity stood in the bathroom doorway. “It’s nice, but I have to be honest with you. Don’t you think it’s a little excessive? You’re just one person. Why do you need all of this space?”

      “You have to understand,” he started without looking at her, “I grew up dirt-poor, living in the projects with my parents and my two sisters. We barely had a roof over our heads, let alone three meals a day.” He finally glanced up when Trinity moved closer to him. “It’s not that I need all of this, but when I was a kid, I had vowed that there were two things that I would have when I made a little cash. A nice, big house and the coolest car money could buy.”

      Trinity laid her hand on his arm and an electric charge shot through him, making him want to pull her to him and never let go.

      She quickly snatched her hand away. “Gunner, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. I have no right to judge you on how you spend your money.”

      He shrugged. “No harm done. What I have might not be necessary, but it’s what I wanted. And sweetheart, I always get what I want.”