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Realisation
There was as soft smack! as DCI Barnaby head-slapped his sergeant.
"Ouch!"
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Barnaby demanded angrily.
"How did you – " Troy wisely bit his tongue before he could incriminate himself.
He hadn't spoken to Cully since, but the memory of the kiss still caused butterflies in his stomach, had kept him sane during his insane week. He felt like he was on a high he didn't want to come down from. Unfortunately, he suddenly realised, there would be consequences. And from the way Barnaby was scowling at him, painful ones. Definitely.