" He walks forward and pinches my metallic star with his fingers, not refraining from a good grope in the process. “Sheriff, eh? Where are your handcuffs?”
I blush, first at his touch and then at his words. [...]
He smirks. “Well, I don’t mind if you handcuff me, as long as it’s in the correct setting.”
I smile evilly at him. “I’ll remember that. "
― Haru Ichiban , Forbidden: A Steamy Paranormal Romance (Forbidden Book 1)