He shook his head. “Whenever I start to get close to someone…when they find out what I do…it generally scares them off.”
“That’s a shame. I don’t suppose shift work helps.”
“Not really, no. And some people are turned off at the idea of going out with a policeman.”
I wasn’t. But of course I couldn’t tell him that. “I’m sure you’ll find the right person soon.”
Liam shrugged, not looking convinced. “Anyone special in your life?”
I sighed. “Thought I did once…a long time ago.” I shook my head. “But it didn’t work out.” I was well practiced at using non-gender-specific pronouns. “I came home one day and found a Dear John letter waiting for me on the table.”I tapped said table.
Liam looked genuinely saddened. I wondered if he would still feel the same way if he knew the person who’d written the letter was another man.
“I’ll have to get back at it.” His eyes glinted again. “Loads more criminals to apprehend, you know.”