Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 70171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“You need to get dressed and go,” I said, standing up and turning.
Jonah dropped a hard, fast kiss onto my lips and then picked up the towel to wipe himself off.
Seconds later, he was jumping into his uniform pants.
I snickered when he cursed and laid down on the bed to get them up his thighs.
“Now I understand what you’re always talking about when you say wet legs and skinny jeans don’t jive.” He grumbled as he worked his socks on, followed by his stripper boots. Not that I was allowed to call them his stripper boots out loud.
Not and have my ass spared.
“You have your shirt already?” I asked, staring at my man.
He shook his head, so I went to the closet and pulled one off the hanger, walking to the old uniform shirt and pulling his badge off of it before attaching it to the new one.
Once that was done, I was handing it to him to put over his Kevlar vest.
He shrugged it on and had the buttons done up so fast that I couldn’t even help.
When he had his shirt tucked in, I handed him his utility belt. He had that on just as I was pulling his service weapon from the bedside drawer.
“Thank you, baby,” he said as he pulled me in tight.
I pressed myself into him and leaned up to offer him my mouth, which he took not two seconds later.
“I’ll see you at lunch?” he asked.
I nodded. “I’ll be here.”
Normally I would’ve been asleep, but since I was off for the next four days, I’d be trying to flip back to a somewhat normal sleeping schedule.
I also had to take the dogs to the groomer since they all needed a bath like yesterday.
Having two dogs in the house—since mine had arrived from Germany—had been an adventure. We realized rather quickly that both his dog and mine liked to roll around in the mud.
And they were past the point of me being able to get their fur cleaned.
“Okay,” he growled. “I’ll see you in a bit.”
And without another word, he was gone.
It was a couple of minutes later that I finally got the courage to pull out the pregnancy test that I’d snagged from work.
After doing what I needed to do—IE peeing on a stick—I left it on the counter and got dressed in my clothes from the night before. Once that was done, I corralled the dogs that were busy chasing the Roomba around the kitchen.
I also forced myself not to look at the results so I could drive safely.
It was only when I got back that everything went to hell.
Chapter 16
Serious question…where can you use your outside voice?
-Jonah’s secret thoughts
Jonah
“All units in the area,” I heard through my helmet. “We have reports of an intruder at 445 Sweet Water Road.”
My heart started to pound, and I was running toward my unit before I’d even collected my food.
I’d realized about ten minutes after arriving at work that I’d forgotten my donuts on the bathroom counter. Even worse, I was forced to eat shitty gas station food since it was the only place in my area that was open.
“Hey, what’s the rush?” my partner for the day, Pace, asked as he rushed behind me.
“That’s my house,” I said, feeling something close to panic start to seep into my bones. “Piper’s home alone.”
Pace rushed right along with me at that point, keeping up pretty good considering he was a double amputee.
Though, there was quite a bit about Pace that surprised me.
Years ago, according to him, he was in the war. The war happened to take his legs from him, but it didn’t take his spirit.
Overall, I really enjoyed Pace. He was a great guy and an even better partner.
I wasn’t sure what he did to get stuck with the shit job right along with me, but I was honestly glad that he was there. Then again, the entire crew that we had working with us in the new department was honestly someone that I wouldn’t mind ever working with.
There were some real ringers in the police department—ones that I couldn’t fuckin’ stand—but the group of guys that worked with me—Pace, Logan, Justice, Lock, and Captain Morgan—they were honestly good at their job and police officers that I would always trust at my back.
And that wasn’t something I trusted many people with.
It was rumored that we would be having a new guy arriving soon, but that wasn’t supposed to start until later in the month. I already knew that I’d have trouble partnering with him. It was hard to trust someone with your life that you didn’t know.
Rounding my bike, I mounted it and started it up before Pace could even get his helmet situated.
I was halfway down the block when he finally caught up with me.
Together we rode toward my house, and all the while my heart was pounding.