Taboo2 TakingOnTheLaw by Cheyenne McCray

Chapter One
    Erin Wilson gunned the engine of her little silver sports convertible as she flew down one of the darker back roads in Tucson. The powerful engine’s noise cut through the night, and wind blew her hair around her face. She didn’t care that the clip had fallen out or that the ends of the strands stung her eyes and her cheeks.
    Goddamn him ! That total bastard .
    The backs of Erin’s eyes ached and she ground her teeth. She would not cry over a bastard like Toby Wright.
    She sucked in a breath of fresh night air and the lights of Tucson winked in the night like a glittering carpet. The road she was on wasn’t exactly desolate, it just was a little farther out from town and where some of the nicer homes were built, sparsely situated so that there was a good mile between each house, if not more.
    When she’d caught Toby in bed with her former best friend Wendy, Erin had stood watching for a moment, unable to believe what she saw. She’d stopped by Toby’s place with Chinese takeout, let herself into his apartment with the key he’d given her—and heard noises coming from the bedroom.
    Noises that sounded suspiciously like the headboard banging against the wall, and the sounds of moans and groans.
    Everything had felt unreal. She set her purse on the couch, along with the food. Her ears had buzzed and skin felt stretched thin as she made it down the short hallway to the door of his bedroom.
    Toby was in between Wendy’s thighs, slowly fucking her. They were both naked and her best friend reached between their bodies and massaged his balls.
    “That’s it, baby,” Toby groaned. “You’re no cold fish in bed.”
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    Wendy had giggled and then he’d kissed her as she drew her hand away and wrapped her legs around his hips.
    Cold fish ?
    Cold fish !
    Erin had grabbed the closest thing to her, one of his jogging shoes left in the doorway, the start to a trail of clothing leading to the bed.
    She’d scooped it off the floor, and with all the fury built up in her, she’d flung the shoe straight at the asshole’s head.
    Erin grimaced with some satisfaction as she guided the sports car down the deserted road, edging over the speed limit by a good thirty miles per hour.
    She’d clocked Toby a good one, hard enough to make him almost fall off Wendy and leaving an instant imprint on his cheek of the bottom of his jogging shoe.
    “What the fuck?” Toby had looked momentarily disoriented until he looked at Erin and saw her standing with her hands clenched into fists. He held his hand to the side of his head. “You bitch!”
    “Erin!” Wendy had shouted, trying to scramble from beneath Toby, but he pinned her down. “I can explain! Really!”
    “You both go to hell.” Erin was so pissed her entire body shook. “And I hope you enjoy one another’s company while you rot there.”
    She had spun, grabbed her purse off the couch along with the bag of Chinese takeout, and slammed the door behind her.
    Now the smell of the food sitting beside her on the passenger seat was making her stomach churn.
    Fire and fury raged through her. She took her right hand off the wheel, grasped the paper bag of takeout and flung the bag of Chinese food out of the convertible, not giving a damn that she was littering. Everyone could go to hell.
    Red and blue lights flashed behind her.
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    “ Shit !” She resisted banging her head against the steering wheel as she slowed the car down. Great. Just what she needed.
    Fuck . Fuck . Fuck !
    Erin ground her teeth as she eased the car over to the shoulder, threw the convertible into park and killed the engine. She left the lights on and both hands on the steering wheel, clearly visible, like she’d been told one was supposed to do when stopped by a police officer.
    Her heart pounded and only her rage at Toby and Wendy kept her from crying.
    What a fucking great day .
    From the very start. A coworker had come on to her again and she’d filed a