The last thing I needed was a cop on a power trip trying to make a name for himself. I knew I was an easy target. No one in town liked me. But did he have to give me a ticket? And worse, did he have to buy me a drink? Yeah, because that was going to make it all better. I shouldn't have had the drink. I shouldn't have talked to him. Or let him kiss me. Or let him walk me home. I knew I was playing with fire because...