Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 82282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“How’d you get back there?” I asked as I started moving boxes.
Her head poked out, and my breath caught in my throat.
Her hair was wild and untamed, just the way I liked it.
Then, as her body emerged as she crawled out from under the bed and into my arms, my breath stalled in my chest.
She was shaking like a leaf, and it took everything I had not to squeeze her too tightly.
The adrenaline that was surging in my body for the second time that night, finally released, and I felt suddenly exhausted and drained.
“You okay?” I whispered into her sweet smelling hair.
She nodded. “Yes. Oh, God. That was horrible.”
I silently agreed, hugging her a little more tightly.
My hands ran up and down her back, petting her hair as it fell all the way down to her waist. It was soft. Almost like those slippery sheets that cost a mint. Satin maybe.
Radar’s cold nose on her arm made her giggle, and she turned to embrace Radar with one hand, bringing him closer to the two of us before burying her face his thick fur.
“She okay?” Loki said from the doorway.
I looked up, startled, to find Kettle standing in the doorway, Adeline standing nervously behind him.
I nodded. “She’s okay.”
“Move so I can go in.” Adeline snapped from behind her husband.
When he started to move, I snapped. “Stop. This is a crime scene. Go back outside until I can get her some clothes. I don’t want to contaminate the evidence by having all these people traipsing through here.”
Adeline scowled at me fiercely, but I didn’t relent, which pissed her off. “Fine.”
Kettle raised his head until he was staring at the ceiling. “Goddammit. This was such a good night, too.”
“Who do I have to kill?” Viddy whisper yelled at me.
I looked at her strangely. “Do you mean Paul?”
“No. Whomever thought it’d be a good idea to call my sister. My pregnant sister. My so pregnant she’s about to pop, sister. The sister who’s a raging bitch if she doesn’t get enough sleep sister.”
“I heard that!” Adeline yelled from the living room.
“I wanted you too, you mean bitch!” Viddy yelled from the circle of my arms. Standing up, she used first my arms and then my shoulders to push herself up.
“Whore!”
“Slut!”
“Fucker.”
“Lazy cow!”
“Rancid vagina-!”
Silence.
Most likely it was because I’d covered Viddy’s mouth with my hand. Kettle probably had done the same from his end.
“That was incredibly disgusting.” I finally said into the silence.
“Yeah, it is, isn’t it?” Viddy asked happily.
“I don’t think I ever want to hear that one again.” I shivered.
I sure as fuck didn’t want to be thinking of anyone’s pussy being rancid.
“You do realize that there’re about ten cops in or around your apartment right now, don’t you?” I asked.
Viddy shrugged and held her hand out to me.
I took it, but I didn’t give her any of my weight.
Walking to her drawers, I found a pair of sweat pants in the first drawer, and a t-shirt in the third, which I promptly helped her into before we left the room.
Sure enough, there were five cops inside the living room, one being my captain. Then there were the firefighters, as well as multiple members of my MC.
“Are they all staring at me?” Viddy whispered loudly.
Her question elicited a smile from every face there, including her sister’s. “No, they’re not staring at you. They’re staring at the man who’s still naked and sitting on the floor of your living room.”
“What?” She exclaimed loudly.
“Yeah, Paul was masturbating to the smell of your panties when I got here. How’d he get in?” I asked, glaring at the man in question.
His eyes stayed downcast, but I could see the blush stain his cheeks.
“What the fuck?” She yelled. “You sick fuck!”
Snorts and grunts of agreement followed her statement. He was a sick fuck.
“Can you tell me how he got in?” I asked again.
“Through the kitchen window. I heard him open it, and then hit the spoon that was sitting on the ledge of the sink.” She said warily.
It was too bad we could only cite him for breaking and entering. We would’ve been able to get him on destruction of property, too, if I’d let him finish.
However, at the time I was only thinking about one thing. Hindsight was 20-20 and all that bullshit.
“Do you want to press charges?” The captain asked, breaking the silence.
“Yes!” She blurted. “I do.”
Loki took the embarrassed Paul out of Viddy’s apartment. He’d be out by tomorrow morning. For tonight, though, he was going to be in jail. Tomorrow I’d worry about the rest.
“All right, tell me what you need to wear for tomorrow and I’ll go grab it. You’ll be staying with me tonight.” I instructed her.
“But-” she started it. “I don’t need to stay with you. My place is perfectly fine.”
“Yeah, well maybe that’s so, but I’d feel better if you’d stay at my place until I could get you an alarm installed.” I said soothingly.
She pursed her lips.
“She’s staying with us.” Adeline said stubbornly. “I want her with me.”
After another ten minutes of arguing between the two women, I had my way and took Viddy home with me, getting Loki to cover the rest of my shift, even though neither women were happy about it.
Chapter 4
No, you assume the position.
-Things not to say to a police officer
Trance
“Unit 5-2. Medic 3 in need of a forced entry for a well-being check. 505 West Oak Street.” The dispatcher called over the radio.
Reaching over for my mic I said, “10-4,” and pulled a U-turn.
The drive was quick. I didn’t go lights and sirens, but I did go over the speed limit to get there within five minutes.
When I pulled up, I found Sebastian and Kettle standing outside beside the engine with their arms crossed across their chests. They were in their normal blue uniforms, the shiny strip down their legs reflecting the glow of my headlights as I came to a stop directly beside them.
Neither one of them smiled when I pulled up.
“You couldn’t get in by yourselves?” I asked them both.