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“We're going to be damn good spies. I'll peek, and you be the look out. Got it?”
She nods. Crouching, we run up to his house, then walk with our backs against the side until we reach a window. I glance at Viv to make sure she's doing her part and then I put my fingers on the window sill, standing on my tiptoes to look in. I have the perfect view of the living room, even though sheer white curtains are in my way.
“What do you see?” Viv whispers.
“The living room. He's sitting on the couch alone.” Just then, a girl walks into the room, completely naked. “Wait! There's a girl. Holy shit,” I add when she straddles him, and they literally start to go at it. No foreplay whatsoever. He was sitting there watching TV, she walks in, and bam! Now they're taking his clothes off.
“What?” Viv nudges me, wanting to know what's happening, but not wanting to look for herself.
“They're about to fuck. I'm sorry,” I add with some sympathy, but I don't look away. I can't. They are animals. Wow. She's riding him like there's no tomorrow, and he's playing with her breasts, squeezing them. Damn. I'm a peeping Tom! I'm a freaking perv!
“Shit,” Viv mutters, dragging me away from the sex party inside with the sound of her voice and rustling leaves.
“What?” But when I look, she's sneaking off around the back of the house. Why is she going that way in such a hurry? “Vivian! Where are you going?” I whisper fiercely.
Suddenly, I see my shadow against the house thanks to a light shining on me from behind. I freeze. No fucking way Viv left me here to get caught!
“Ma'am? Is there a reason you're crouching outside someone's window?”
I swivel, holding my hand over my face. The cop lowers his flashlight and comes closer. Ugh. Great. Officer O'Connor.
“Ryan Kavanaugh, right?”
“Yeah, you remembered.” I wish I could say I feel less likely to get in trouble now, but I don't. I am surprised that he remembered my name though.
“Kind of hard to forget the half-naked girl with a boy's name. What are you doing?”
I cross my arms over my chest. He doesn't need to remind me about that. “My name isn't a boy's name because it's mine. Last I checked, I'm a girl. And I was out here because...well, you see.” Damn it, I have nothing. “Look, my best friend's boyfriend lives here, and she thinks he's cheating on her. She talked me into spying on him with her to find out. Apparently, she saw you coming and left me here.” Stupid bitch. She's so going to pay for this.
“Well, the neighbor saw you two and called it in. Come with me, please.” He loosely takes my elbow and leads me towards his car.
“Are you going to arrest me because I can think of better use for your handcuffs.”
He shakes his head at my comment. “No, I'm not arresting you. We're just going back to my car, so we both don't look like creepers.”
“What's your first name?” I ask curiously, noticing that Viv's car is empty. She must still be hiding behind the house.
He glances at me, but then says, “Gabriel. Almost everyone calls me Gabe though.”
Gabriel O'Connor. Gabe O'Connor. I like it. Someone speaks through the radio on the front of his shirt, and Gabe presses the button to answer back in police code. My phone begins to buzz in my back pocket, so I pull it out and see that it's Viv. I'm not even going to text her back. She left me to get caught by the cops!
“Is your friend still around?”
“I don't think so,” I lie. “Could you give me a lift home? Cops are supposed to be nice, right?” I give him my sweet smile. There is no way I'm going to push him into arresting me like I pushed him into giving me a ticket. Officer O'Connor will only see nice Ryan today.
“Yes, sure. I can give you a ride. My shift is about to end anyway.”
He opens the door for me, and I slide in. As I watch him walk around, I decide I don't want him to take me straight home. He's hot. Too hot to pass up after running into him for a second time even if he did write me a ticket. When he gets in, I make my move.
“Hey, since your shift is over, why don't you do whatever it is you need to do to get off work and then we grab a bite to eat or something? My treat.”
Gabe glances over at me. “You're asking me out?” He pulls away from the curb and starts driving.
“Sure, why not? Aren't you hungry?”
“I guess, but-”
“Then it's settled. You take care of your business and then we'll go eat.” I angle myself towards the window a little as a silent message that the discussion's over. My phone keeps vibrating, but I ignore it. If Viv wanted to know what's happening, then she shouldn't have left me.
