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“Mom, there is nothing to be humiliated about. You didn’t do anything wrong. You are a victim. I’m here to help you with all of this, but first, I need you to be honest with me.” I sit back down in the chair and look at her. She nods her head, so I continue. “Have you seen him or spoken to him at all? You need to be truthful here.” She blows out a breath, and I want to fucking punch someone.
“I went to see him after you did.” I take a second to get a hold of my anger.
“Why would you do that? You know that if you don’t follow the rules of the restraining order, they are going to take it away. It will be useless. He’ll come right back in here and hurt you again, or maybe, he will spare you this time and take it out on Karen or C
onnie. Is that what you want?” She is crying now, but I need her to understand how serious this is. She snaps her head up and pins me with an angry stare.
“You think I don’t know that? You think I’ve forgotten what he did to me? Well, I haven’t damnit. I know exactly what he is capable of, and I don’t need you reminding me every chance you get. I went to see him to tell him that I am filing for divorce. I may have taken his shit all these years, but it stops now. Stop being a cop, and be my son.” I close my eyes and try to block out the images of how sad she looks. She’s right. I am being a cop. I need to stop doing that, but it’s hard when I’m trying to protect her and the girls.
“Alright, Mom, I’m sorry. I just don’t want to see you and the girls hurt.” I look at the clock and see it’s already six thirty, but I need to say this. “Mom, I think the best thing would be for you and the girls to move by me. I know we’ve talked a bit about it, but I really think it would be for the best. I’ll be able to see you more often, and I’ll know you guys are safe. You said you’d think about it. What do you say?” She reaches over and grabs my hand.
“I’m still thinking, Keith.” Damnit. I’m going to have to bring Connie and Karen in on this. I need back up.
“Okay. I need to get going. I don’t know what time I’ll be home, so I’ll probably just see you tomorrow.” I start to get up, but she squeezes my hand harder.
“Have fun with Mel.” She winks when I look at her with wide eyes. “Small town, honey. You keep forgetting that.” She laughs, and I get up and kiss her cheek.
“Goodnight, Mom.” She laughs again, and I walk out the door with a grin on my face.
I pull up to Connie and Mel’s, and I’m excited and nervous. It’s definitely something I haven’t felt in a long time. I get out of my mom’s beat-up Camry and notice that Connie’s car is gone. I guess she had plans too. I make my way to the door and knock. Mel opens it almost immediately, and I once again have the breath sucked out of me. She is stunning. She has on a blue dress similar to the one she wore last night. Her hair is a riot of curls, and she has on the perfect amount of makeup. She opens the door wider so I can come in. “Mel, you look beautiful.” She smiles at me, and I see that blush creep onto her cheeks.
“Thank you. You look amazing too.” I wink at her and hand her the daisies I picked up on the way over. “Keith, thank you. They are so pretty. Let me get them in water.” She walks into the kitchen, and I follow, of course. Once they are in the vase, she says she needs to grab her purse out of her room. I watch her walk down the hall and all common sense leaves me. I slowly walk to the hallway, and when she comes out of her room, I trap her against the wall. We both stare at each other, breathing heavily. I need to kiss her. Her arms are at her side, so I push my knee between her legs, grab each hand, and lift them above her head. We haven’t said a word, but she is searching my eyes. I am able to hold her arms up with one hand around both her wrists. I bring the other hand down and slowly trace her cheek with my thumb. She sucks in a breath and pushes her tits forward when she arches her back. I trace her lips with my thumb, and she closes her eyes. I lean forward and press my lips to hers. I lick the seam, seeking entrance, and she opens right up. Once our tongues collide, it is fucking electric. She moans in my mouth, and I feel myself growl with approval. It goes from slowly exploring to frantic in a flash. She is rubbing her pussy on my leg, and it makes my cock painfully hard. I break the kiss and begin kissing down her neck. She lets out another moan, and it makes me want to slam into her. I continue to kiss down until I reach the top of her breasts. I lick each one, and she bucks forward. I have my body pressed up against her, holding her in place, so I know she can’t go anywhere. I press my hard cock against her, and my reward is the same reaction. “Oh fuck.” That just about does it for me. I look up and see her head back, eyes closed, and the flush of desire on her face and neck. I kiss back up to her mouth and kiss her once again. Her taste is intoxicating. I don’t think I will ever get enough.
I slowly pull away, and she opens her eyes. I let go of her wrists and place both hands on either side of her face. “Fucking amazing.” She is still breathing heavily, and damnit, I like that I have this effect on her.
I straighten up and hold my hand out for her. She places her hand in it, and I smile at her. “Keith, that was . . . wow . . . I mean . . . wow.” I chuckle and walk down the hallway, holding her hand.
“You said it, sweetheart.”
We are sitting in Keith’s mom’s car on our way to Charlie’s Bar and Grill, and I can’t get my mind off that kiss. I’ve never been kissed like that before. It was all consuming, having his body pressed up against mine, the way he held my arms over my head, and his knee between my legs, not to mention, his mouth on mine. Holy shit, when he kissed me, it was like all of reality disappeared, and it was just the two of us. I couldn’t help grinding against his leg and moaning, I was so turned on. I still am. My panties are soaked already. When he started kissing down toward my breasts, I felt like I could orgasm just from the thought of his mouth on my nipples. “You alright?” I snap my head to look at him and squeeze my legs together to relieve some of my built-up tension.
“Yes, super. Couldn’t be better. Totally great.” Holy shit, I’m a fucking idiot. He laughs and checks his mirrors before switching lanes.
“Glad to hear you’re so good.” I feel the embarrassment creeping up on my cheeks. I hate that I ramble like that when I’m nervous or caught off guard. It makes me look like the biggest fool. “You hungry?” I smile at him for changing the subject.
“Yes, actually, I am starving. I missed lunch today. I had to try and composite a sketch from a cold case, and it just consumed me. You know, these cases that were left unsolved all those years ago, it makes it that much more satisfying when they catch the bastard. They think they got away with it, and nothing makes me happier than to see the look of disbelief on their faces when they are hauled in.” I giggle, and he looks over at me completely serious. I feel like maybe I’ve offended him for a minute, until he gives me a smirk and looks back to the road.
“Mel, you have no idea how much we think alike. There is no better feeling than having some piece of shit pay for their crimes. I am honored to be a part of it.” I look at him with wide eyes, even though he is not looking at me and getting ready to turn into the restaurant parking lot.
“Keith, you are the only person I’ve ever heard say that besides myself. I have been telling my dad since I started doing this, that I am honored to be a part of it all. I can’t believe you just said that.” He parks the car and turns to face me with that incredible sexy grin in place.
“I think we have a lot more in common than we realize.” He gives me a wink and gets out of the car. I reach down to grab my purse, and before I can even reach for the handle, he has the door open. He holds out his hand to me, and I gladly grab it. He helps me out of the car and pulls me close to him. I instantly go back to being turned on. I want him to kiss me again, but he only whispers against my lips. “Let’s find everything out at dinner.” Shit, at this point I’ll tell him anything he wants to hear, if it would mean taking me home and fucking me. He pulls back and searches my face. I know I am flushed with desire from my thoughts, and it’s like he can sense that. He traces my bottom lip with his thumb while staring in my eyes. “We will get there, I promise you.” As if I wasn’t turned on enough. He takes my hand, and just like at the house, he starts walking like nothing at all just happened.
Two hours into dinner and I feel like I know his friends back home. They sound like the most amazing people. I wish we lived closer so I could meet them all. I think it is hilarious that they play truth or dare. What a fun bunch of people. He’s told me all about working for the NYPD. Honestly, who wouldn’t want to work there? It is such a huge honor, and one I can only hope for one day. I told him all about growing up all over the country and all about my parents. I love them dearly. My dad was always busting his ass to provide for me and my mom, and she busted
her ass in other ways. She stayed home and raised me. She gave up her career to raise me, and I am so grateful because I’ve had the best possible life. I have experienced things most people never will. I’ve seen all the amazing sites this country has to offer, I’ve met unbelievable people, and I’ve learned so much. I’m lucky, that’s for sure. My dad did a lot of undercover work, so he wasn’t around as much when I was growing up, but damn, he never let me forget how much he loved me. “Mel?” I snap out of my thoughts and look at Keith.
“I’m so sorry. What?” He chuckles and bites into his bacon cheeseburger. Once he finishes chewing, he smiles at me.
“I asked if your hamburger is good. You’ve hardly eaten.” I look down and realize I haven’t. I laugh and look at him.
“I guess I’m just enjoying the company more.” He winks at me, and I take a bite of my burger. Damn it is good.
“By the way, I saw your name in the paper. Great fucking job.” I furrow my brows and look at him.
“My name in the paper? Why?” I put the burger down because suddenly I’m not so hungry.
“One of your sketches. It was used to find a guy guilty of a shooting a few years back. He’s already in jail, but because of you, he just got an extra twenty years tacked on.” He smiles with what looks like pride, but my stomach drops. I don’t like when they put my name in the paper. People talk, and I get a lot of negative attention because of it. “Hey.” I don’t realize I’m just looking at my food until he speaks. I look up at him and he frowns. “What’s wrong?” I wring my hands together and clear my throat.
