That transfer landed her into the arms of her partner then ex-partner Mike Logan. He was sexy, tall, all that was needed for a white knight except the fact he was the black shield of the Police. But he turned out to be her white knight, New Year's Day when they had landed in bed together, he decided to stay till the next morning, waking her up with the gentleness no one had done before.

Carolyn woke to a hand rubbing her arm gently, opening her eyes she found her partner smiling. He leaned over and kissed her forehead.

"Good morning." Carolyn smiled and looked at him.

"You know this is the first time someone has woke me up like this."

"Like what?" Kissing her hand, Mike pushed the loose hairs from her face.

"Gentle, soft voice, lovingly."

"I hope you don't start regreting last night."

"I won't, after all it was, zdumiewający, as they say in Polish."

"For the feebled minded who knows only one language?"

Carolyn leaned over and whispered into his ear, "amazing." Pulling back, she looked at his expression, Mike pulled her down and kissed her.

"You are beautiful, amazing and sexy when holding a Glock 22." Carolyn giggled and looked at him as she rested her arms on his chest, head not more than a few inches away.

"Mike, I'm not a one or two night stand kinda girl."

"I know Baby," he ran a hand down her arm before moving his hand to her face, wiping the loose hairs that fell in her eyes. "I know that too well."

Carolyn laid her head on his chest, Mike ran a hand over her back as she listened to his heart.

"So what are we going to do then?"

"What do you want to do about it?"

Carolyn looked up at him, a questioning look covered her face. "I don't understand."

"Carolyn, if you aren't a one or two night stand kinda girl, then where does it leave us to go?"

"A relationship."

"You really are a detective." Placing a finger on her nose, Mike smiled at her.

"Dupa."

He looked at her, "I know that's asshole in Polish, I know that word in fifteen languages."

"I'll have to use, głupi osioł, then"

"Baby I know profanity in fifteen languages, that's stupid ass in Polish."

"That's not right, I can't use my languages against you."

"Your languages? Polish and English are the only languages you can claim."

Carolyn smirked and looked at him, "it's great that we can just lay here talking and not just having sex."

"I'm not entirely that kinda guy."

"There are probably fifteen women who can atest to that."

"Not all of them know where I live and work plus have their knee so close to my groan."

Carolyn laughed and moved her leg, he smiled and pulled her closer to him.

"I'm no white knight Carolyn but I will say I would never lay a hand on you and I'll make sure no one else does."

"I know."