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There wasn’t much of that these days. And I only sort of had that with Dina. In the few years we worked together, I had only seen her outside of work three times. That wasn’t exactly best friend type stuff. And my only other sounding board was Martha; bless her heart she was so sweet.
“You are all very funny.” I giggled.
Alex pulled up outside of my building. “Can you go down to the first door, please.”
He pulled up and found an empty spot to parallel park. Those things were rare. I wouldn’t really know that for sure, since I didn’t have a car. But still.
“Thanks for the ride.” Yeah, I tried my bit at a sultry voice, but it just came out sounding as tired as I was.
“No problem.” They all got out of the car, and I started to feel less intimidated when they were all standing.
They walked me to the front steps, and I turned back nervously. “You don’t have to come up,” I nearly squeaked.
“Course not. Look, I’ll be back in a few minutes. And then I’ll be out here all night. If I knew you lived this close to uh…never mind.” Nate smiled to try and ease me.
“Okay. Well, that’s my window right there.” I pointed to my shitty view of the water tank across the street.
“Hmm. Nice view.” Max winked, and then they all turned to leave.
I didn’t know why, when I was walking up the steps and going to my apartment, I felt so lonely. Parker was right in his crate as always, but he was sound asleep, so I left him alone. He knew when it was just me; if I were an intruder, he would be chomping at the bit.
I cooked a frozen dinner and watched some television until I heard a new engine. I looked out the window, and saw Nate parked in front of my bedroom window.
Chapter Nine: Nate
Every time I changed out of my uniform, I felt like I had been wearing it for years. It had become like a second skin of sorts, but it still felt like a heavy bag sometimes. Especially on days like today.
I hadn’t seen a media circus like that in damn near two years, and to top it off, they all took to the fucking news networks about it. That put a bigger blunder on the case than they could imagine; copycats. It was always a possibility when things went so public. People would be looking to throw us off or cover their own asses, and it would be harder to decipher real tips from fake ones.
I had been on the force for a long time, so I could see patterns from miles away.
On the ride back to the station, we were mostly quiet. All thinking about Rose, probably. Maybe how dangerous this could turn out for her; we knew we wanted to protect her. Maybe keeping watch was a bit much, but it was better than outsourcing it. And none of us even knew why we were so drawn to her. Just that we were.
We weren’t about to call dibs on first lay or anything; that would probably just make shit harder for everyone. It never worked like that. We just let things happen, and it felt like things were going to happen with Rose pretty soon.
She was wound up—we all saw it. With work or some shit from her past, or both. I just knew that I wanted to make her feel better, and it would be hard to do with this case looming around.
I didn’t want anyone snooping around so I took my own car out, the one I usually kept in the precinct garage. I headed back to her place by going to the crime scene first, and I had the route memorized by then. I didn’t like how close she was to the scene, for psychological reasons and the obvious ones; but there was nothing that would justify putting her in witness protection. It hadn’t gotten to that point yet, and parking outside her house every night would keep it from happening.
I parked in that same empty spot with a view of her bedroom window. I didn’t even have her number to let her know I was out there, but I saw a lamp go on as soon as I cut the engine off. The thought of her up there made me all bubbly, I felt like I had drunk down three scotches.
Rose was just so fucking gorgeous. I was right to trust Max.
Her dark hair made her look like a mysterious goddess, especially with the smooth paleness of her skin and her supple body. I leaned back in my seat and imagined I was back in the car with her, with her scent surrounding me, and her fleshy thigh under my hand. Her body was so soft, touchable. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on all of it; hell, I was wishing I could get my hands on all of it.
Something made me look up at the window.
I could see the steam clouding the windows, and I knew it was from her shower. It didn’t take long for her to appear. She was in a big fluffy, blue towel that bounced off her smooth skin. Her long, curly locks were plastered onto her skin, between her shoulders as her back was to me. Just looking at her was getting my skin hot.
I had spent so long with baseless hookups and shitty relationships that I knew a real connection as soon as I felt it. The kind that made me want to give her pleasure, watch her get pleasure. Everyone had their own reasons behind these kinds of relationships, and I wasn’t about to try and figure it out. I just knew that there was something about knowing a woman was with other men, and wanted to have you all at the same time.
Like you beat their list of requirements and they needed you to fulfill them in some way.
Rose needed some pleasure in her life, and I was ready to give
it to her.
I watched her disappear into another room, her closet maybe. Then she returned, and set something on her bed.
