“If you’re still standing, and able to string two words together, that wasn’t and orgasm.”
She frowns. “What was it then?”
“A rehearsal.”

It has been freaking obvious from the moment he'd stepped through the doors of K.I.T. She had the hots for the Borg king, big-time, and manipulation or no, Kate suspected the game was only just beginning.

"Bitch cop!"

Tracking the direction of the comment, Eve lifted her gaze to a third-floor window in a building across the street. "Officer Peabody, will you verify the asshole's opinion?"

"Yes, sir, Lieutenant, the asshole is correct. You are the supreme bitch cop."

"And what will happen if anyone lays hands on my vehicle?"

"You will make their life a living hell. You will make their friends' lives a living hell, their family's lives a living hell. And, sir, you will make people's lives who are complete strangers to them a living hell."

"Yes," Eve said with a cold and satisfied smile. "Yes, I will." She turned away and walked to the door of the clinic.

"And you'll enjoy it."

"Okay, Peabody, point made."