“I can see you trying to work it out. Don’t worry, I have no desire to see parts I shouldn’t see, so I hightailed it out of there before I could get in. But promise me one thing?”
“What?” I nearly choke out.
“Promise me you won’t give up on him. He’s a good boy, and he needs someone like you to spend his life with.”
I continue staring, and thankfully Emma and Violet walk over to the table, saving me from answering.
Anna Keaton knows that I’m getting dirty with her son, and she wants me to spend my life with him? She sees the man he is and not the man he portrays to everyone else. A man that I get the privilege to see.
But only as Giana.
Giana:Hey, officer.
Wyatt:Hi.
Giana:That was a little lackluster.
Wyatt:I’m sorry. Just have a lot going on. My mind is a little far off right now.
Giana:I’m sorry to hear that. Anything I can help with?
Wyatt:I wouldn’t burden you with that. I’ll figure it out.
Giana:You know I could be interested in more than just your dick, if you gave me the chance. It doesn’t need to be a relationship, just a friendship. I could use one of those.
Wyatt:Friendship might be nice. I really just have my family, but I can’t get help from them with this.
Giana:Okay then, hit me with it. I’d love to help. I give pretty good advice, I’m just really bad at following it.
Wyatt:I feel weird…
Giana:Aww is this woman trouble and you’re afraid to hurt my feelings? >
Wyatt:… Kind of.One part anyway.
Giana:We aren’t dating, Officer. We’ve talked everyday but we aren’t dating. It’s okay to have girl trouble.
Wyatt:I’ll start with the job trouble. We’ll see how you do with that to see if I can trust your advice with the girl.
Giana:Got it. Career advice… from the girl without a job. I’m ready.
Wyatt:Well you know I’m a cop. But my chief asked me to take the detective’s test to join a task force.
Giana:That’s amazing. I’m not seeing the dilemma…
Wyatt:I just feel like I don’t deserve it, ya know? I only started there a few years ago, and I’m older, so it’s not like this was even my first career. It was more of a response to a crisis.
Giana:What crisis would push you into being a cop?
Wyatt:My ex-fiancée getting railed by my best man. In my kitchen. I was maybe spiraling after, and it affected me more than I let on. But I took the first job that would get me back home to Maine.
Giana:None of that means you aren’t qualified for the job.
Wyatt:But there are guys who probably deserve it more than I do. Guys who have been here longer, other guys in other departments. I’m a baby cop in the law enforcement world.
Giana:Sounds like you’ve taken it seriously and worked your ass off to prove what a good cop you are and it was noticed by some people. You shouldn’t be concerned about what others will think for taking an opportunity that your chief clearly thinks you deserve.
Wyatt:That’s kind of the problem though. He expects greatness out of me. What if I fail the test? Or what if I fail the task force? Last time he trusted me, I ended up with a hole in my cheek. What if next time it’s worse? Or someone else gets hurt? I couldn’t live with myself.
