Chapter 36

• “Ma’am, please step aside,” a bearded, muscular TSA hunk tells me. Shit, the necklace! What am I going to do? Still, I drool a little—if I wasn’t on my way to see one sexy man, I’d admire this guy and let him search me wherever. He’s got the whole rough sex look about him. “Did you empty your pockets?”
• Trying to look innocent, I shake my head and smile, “Don’t have any.”
• “Any piercings, pacemaker?” he asks. Looking guilty as sin, I shake my head. “I’ll need to use the wand.”