Free Good Girl Gone Bad by Karin Tabke Page A

wasn’t railroaded or set up. The man roughed up his beat wife, who was turning tricks!”
    Phil pushed him hard in the chest again. This time she had no regrets. Ty jumped up and grabbed her by the hands. “I told you what I would do if you touched me again.”
    Phil kicked him, trying to twist out of his grip. Her robe loosened. She didn’t care. She knew about all of his nasty skeletons from reading his files years ago in IA. “Turn me out like you did your mother?”
    Phil wished with all her might she hadn’t said the words. The pain that flashed across Ty’s face was heartbreaking. The fury that replaced it was terrifying.
    He pulled her hard against his chest. “Yeah, just like my mother. You’re your father’s daughter after all.” He shoved her away from him.
    Phil gasped. “How dare you?” She moved in on him. His eyes flashed a warning. She flashed her own. “How dare you speak lies about my father? He was swept up by the likes of you. He never touched that woman.”
    Ty rubbed his cheek and laughed, the sound brittle. “The big difference between the two of us, Phil, is I can admit my mother was a twenty-dollar hooker who would have done it for nothing if you gave her a fix. Your old man was a hypocrite of the highest order. While he walked around thumping his Bible, he was tearing up the sheets with a whore.”
    Phil’s jaw dropped. Ty moved in. “You’re the same hypocrite. You cover your body with those dark suits. You wear your hair tied back like a librarian. You act like you’re untouchable.” Reaching out, he grabbed a long hank of her hair. She winced, expecting pain, but he ran his fingers through it, a caress instead of a pull. “Then there’s the bad girl in you that you can’t keep quiet.” He stepped closer, his hot breath mingling with hers.
    Phil’s heart hammered in her throat. “Your body screams for a man, you want it, but you’re too afraid to take it, afraid you might like it.” His finger traced down the curve of her throat to the pulse in her jugular, now thumping against the pressure of his thumb. He pressed harder. Her blood quickened and her knees shook. The part of her that let Kat loose surfaced. She wanted to be touchable, in touch with her body, and Ty’s.
    She swallowed and licked her dry lips. “I tried it once, I didn’t like it.”
    Ty grinned. “Well, then, maybe you need to try it with a man.”
    Phil almost smiled through the sexy haze that engulfed her. The same feeling she’d experienced touching herself after her shower surfaced, along with her yearning for the man standing in front of her.
    Ty laughed low and brushed his knuckles down her throat to the V between her breasts. Her heartbeat thudded so soundly she felt the pulse of it through his fingertips. His eyes focused on her lips. “I’m right. I bet the last guy you were with shot his wad before he could get it out of his pants.”

CHAPTER EIGHT
    S he fought for composure. “I’m sure your sexual prowess is legendary, Lieutenant. However, I didn’t like being a notch on a bedpost the first time. I’m sure I’d like it even less with you.” She wondered if he believed she had no interest in him. She didn’t.
    Ty’s smile radiated promise. Phil tried to ignore it. Warning bells shrilled in her head. She knew damn well the minute she crossed that line with Tyler Jamerson she’d regret it for the rest of her life. “Besides, sir, fraternizing is a big no-no.”
    Ty nodded. “You’re exactly correct. But as I explained earlier, in undercover we have our own general orders.”
    Phil smiled. “I know, ‘do what you have to do to survive.’”
    “Exactly.” She swallowed hard. His shoulder-length hair hung loose around the angles of his face, giving him the sensual look of a dark angel. His voice lowered an octave. “And right now, I think I need you to make it through the night.”
    “I doubt you need anyone, Lieutenant.”
    Ty moved closer. His tall frame shadowed her. Heat