Escape.
“When this is over, want to get away? We can go to a nice island. Chris has a house in Fiji, that he said we can use if we want to. Ever been?”
She stared at him.
Was he kidding?
Fiji?
As in the magical place of pina coladas and sand?
“EVER BEEN? Do I look like I’ve gone to Fiji?” she asked. “Really? This simple Native girl who is currently trapped on a reservation? I’d stay in a tent here with you, Caspian! You’d better believe that fine ass of yours that I’ll sleep in a hut on an island!”
He found her funny.
“I’ll take that as a no. Oh, and it’s not a hut. This is Chris we’re talking about. He told me it’s a mansion, and it'swaterfront. Want to join me when this is over? Or are you still adamant about bailing on the rez?”
She snorted.
Oh, he was tricky.
“Not the same thing, and you know it. I’ll bail for a week on the sand. I can’t bail as a law enforcement officer who is hiding from danger. Two different things, my love. I’d love to sit on the beach with you, so that’s a yes. Make the plans.”
Then, he would.
“I’ll make Chris aware that we’re going to need a jet and the house.”
She giggled at that.
She’d never been on a jet before either.
“And a jet? Holy shit. I’m fucking you all over the goddamn place. The jet. The bathroom on the jet. The seats in the jet…hell! I’ll fuck you on top of the pilot!”
That amused him to no end.
He loved how she could always make him laugh. Before her, he hid in that shell. With her, he’d been able to come out to see the beauty in the world.
“Well, let’s not go that crazy. I’m not a threesome kind of a guy. The pilot isn’t getting in on this.”
She snorted.
“I love you, Caspian, you nut. You knew exactly what I meant.”
Yes, yes, he did.
So, he winked at her.
When her desk phone rang, she held up her finger to take the call.
“Chief of police.”
She listened to her deputy on the other line. Then, she rolled her eyes.
“Okay, I’ll be there.”
Hanging up, she focused on him.
“That’s going to be a mess. We have a bar fight where the patrons are swearing that they paid for unlimited drinks, and now the bartender wants his money. Those damn brothers know better to drop that on drunk Natives. I’m going to be spending the next few hours detoxing some Natives. Weeeeee! I’m going to need that vacation.”
