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“Maybe that’s why Nathan went so far the other way.”
I grunt at that but carry on. “Ever since my name came up in the investigation, Nathan has been like a dog with a fucking bone. It’s like being back in high school, only instead of the hothead brother, I’m dealing with the jealous kid again that used to be his shadow.”
She snickers at my expression. “Kid? I thought you guys were the same age.”
“We are. Doesn’t matter.”
“So, Nathan wants you to go to jail, charged with multiple counts of murder because of petty jealousy and an old football rivalry between his high school and yours from a decade ago?”
“Well, it sounds stupid when you say it like that, but it’s all I’ve got. I haven’t interacted with the man in any way, shape, or form since before graduation until I became a suspect and yet he acts as if I’m the anti-Christ.”
“I’ve asked him, you know, but he always evades, just says you’re bad news. He can’t have a hard on for you over something that petty, right? I know you guys butt heads, but?—”
I glare at her.
“Right. Murder suspect. I’ll talk to him and see what his problem is.”
“Don’t. It’s not worth it, Rue, and you have enough on your plate without stepping between us. I’m innocent, so it will all work itself out. It’s more of an inconvenience than anything.”
“Sure, and there are no innocent men in jail, are there?” She cocks a brow at me, but I shake my head.
I press my forehead against hers and give myself a minute to think.
“I can’t give you all the answers, Rue. I wish I could. Just know that even if Hask finds evidence to clear my name, he’ll still accuse me.”
She grumbles something under her breath, but I let it go.
“He wants to meet up.”
I tense. “Where?”
“Station 17. That’s where I was working before… well, all this.”
With a sigh, I pull back. “Well, at least I know you’ll be safe there. You want me to come?”
She shakes her head. “Something tells me things would be easier without you bringing all your manly alpha vibes.”
“Manly alpha vibes?” I laugh.
When she stares at me, her teeth biting into her bottom lip, I decide to test her description and show her just how manly I can be. I push her back and spread her out next to the cookies before yanking her panties off. I cover her pussy with my mouth and lose myself in the taste of her.
Sweet, tart, and so fucking addicting. I suck her clit into my mouth, drawing a startled gasp from her, which quickly morphs into a moan of pleasure when I dip my tongue inside her. She whimpers, sobs, and pleads with me as she pulls my hair, but I don’t relent until I feel her come all over my tongue.
Pulling back, I free my cock and slide into her, giving her a second to adjust before I fuck her hard and deep, wanting her to feel me when she’s at the police station, surrounded by fuckers that would give their balls to be where I am right now.
With her pussy fluttering around me and the flavor of her still on my tongue, it doesn’t take long for me to come. I come so deep inside her that I wonder if she can taste it.
Leaning over her, I nip her collarbone before easing out of her. Pushing her dress up, I press a kiss to her navel before adding one to the inside of her thigh. I take a moment to watch as my cum begins to leak out of her before I help her sit back up.
“Pass me the paper towel, please,” she asks, her face flushed with arousal and a hint of embarrassment.
I do as she asks and laugh when she rips a few sheets off and holds them between her legs.
“Laugh it up, but I don’t want to drip all over the floor,” she complains as I help her off the island.
She hurries to the bathroom to clean herself up, and I take care of the kitchen before I grab her cell phone off the counter and activate the Life360 app I installed. I scroll through her messages and see that the asshole has been sending messages that are not work-related. He doesn’t tell her to leave me directly in the texts but makes passive-aggressive comments about my intentions and her naïveté. In true Rue fashion, she kills him with kindness, thanking him for his concern but telling him she’s good.
It must chafe his fucking balls knowing I have what he wants. If anything, my relationship with Rue is probably feeding into his need to punish me. That’s fine. If the shoe were on the other foot, I’d tear him to shreds and bury his body where nobody would find him if it meant making Rue mine.
