You can’t be climbing ladders.” “Says who?” My chest may have bumped into his crossed arms. I was not afraid to tackle his ass again if need be. His gaze flickered down to said chest before coming back to my face. “Says me.” I reached up and pulled on the neckline of his shirt and tried to peer downward. He lurched back, but I was a woman on a mission. I grabbed his belt and yanked him left and then right. “What the fuck are you doing?” He tried slapping my hands away. “I’m looking for your badge. Got the fucking safety police on my ass, apparently.”
