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Thecopinme wants to preserve evidence. Keep the glass and take Andi’s friend to a hospital. The criminal cover story I’m currently operating under has me trapped. I can’t blow it so quickly over two girls who aren’t even involved in the motorcycle club.
Luckily, Andi seems to handle stress well. She’s sitting in the back seat of her car with Haley’s head in her lap. Haley’s passed out, but still breathing, so that’s a good sign. Andi strokes her hair, whispering to her.
She calls out street names and turns as I drive. Even with moving the seat back, I’m uncomfortable as fuck. I have to duck my head from hitting the top of the car just so I can see, and my knees dig into the steering wheel.
She could have given me the address and the name of the neighborhood, and I would have been able to get there blindfolded. But I couldn’t explain the reason I know Sacramento so well is that I’m a cop, so I keep my mouth shut.
“I still think a hospital would be best,” I say, pulling into the driveway of Andi’s house. When she tossed me the keys, I told her I’d take them to the hospital. She insisted on taking her back to her house.
“It’s GHB. It’ll be out of her system soon enough. She doesn’t like the idea of being a victim,” Andi says, while I shut off the engine and hurry to help her with Haley. She opens the front door to the house, and I carry her friend inside. Once inside, she helps me get Haley on the couch in the living room.
Andi grabs a blanket from a basket and covers her friend, who’s fallen asleep. She hurries to get a glass of water and sets it on the coffee table. “I can’t believe someone did this to her.” She chews on her nails. “I mean, it had to have been someone at the party, right?”
“It could have been anyone. A waiter even,” I say, stuffing my hands into my pockets.
“Shit! Your bike. When Mac gets here, I’ll take you to it.” She sits on the floor by the couch and crosses her legs.
“It’s fine. I’ve got nowhere to be tomorrow. You can take me back whenever.” I sit beside Andi and she rests her elbow on the side of the couch. She rests her head in her hand, yawning.
“Thanks for helping me. I’m sorry this wasn’t what I had in mind when I asked you to come with me.” Her eyes dart to the ground.
I grab her hand and place it on my lap. Her skin is so fucking warm that it radiates through my whole body, up my spine and straight to the back of my neck. My body remembers the feel of her fingers on my lip earlier, and the wetness of her lips pressing to mine. I suddenly want to taste more of her.
“Is it fucked up that my friend was drugged, yet I’m consumed with the thought of kissing you?” She asks.
No, it wasn’t fucked up, because I had the same thoughts, and that was my cue to make the move.
I grab the back of her neck and pull her into my lap. She responds, wrapping her legs around me. The corner of her lips tug into a smile as our foreheads touch. “I’ve been thinking of kissing you since your lips brushed my cut, Andi.”
It’s wrong to get involved with a woman right now, but tell that to my emotions. They don’t give a shit what my brain says. I want Andi, and when her lips part, it’s an open invitation I won’t ignore. I press my mouth against hers and slide my tongue in. I let my hands roam her back and rub her softly. She presses her chest against mine, and her fingers tug through my hair. Our bodies breathe heavier as we kiss, then she pulls away.
“I’m going to call Mac and see if he can come watch her.” She stands to find her phone.
When Mac gets to the house, Andi drives me home. “I’ll come back in the morning to take you to get your bike.”
I don’t argue because I'm exhausted, and I want to see as much of her as I can before my time is over. She pulls into the parking lot and turns off the car. I swallow, knowing she wants to come up. I want that, too. “If you don’t mind a shitty apartment with barely any furniture or food in the fridge, would you like to come up?”
“Yeah, sure.” Andi follows me up three flights of stairs and down the hall to my apartment. She glances around the apartment as I kick off my shoes and toss my keys on the kitchen counter.
“It doesn’t smell like a locker room.” She grins. “That makes it a nice place right away.”
I flash her a smirk and grab her by the waist. My fingers dig into her hips as I pull her body towards me. Reckless. I’m doing everything that I shouldn’t, but she is too damn cute to let go. I want her, despite my conflicting mind. “We shouldn’t do this,” I whisper.
“Why?”
“Because… I can’t get into anything serious right now.” My voice is husky, unable to hide my desire.
She slides her hand under my shirt, and her nails scratch my chest. I bite my lip, trying to stifle a groan. I don’t want her to see how she’s turning me on, I've got to remain strong. “Neither can I. I have too much with school.” Her lips press against my neck, chipping away at what little armor I have. “There isn’t anything serious about this. We met at a bar, we haven’t had a date. We’re just…”
“We’re just what?” My hands grab her ass, and I pick her up. Her legs wrap around my waist, squeezing me tightly.
“I don’t know.” Her nose brushes against my cheek. “Having fun?”
“Sure. Having fun.” I carry her down the hall to my bedroom.
Her body falls into the center of the bed when I let go and she giggles, making me smile. Her laughter is wholesome, and everything I need to help me decompress after having a tough day at work. Pulling my shirt over my head, Andi moans as her eyes rake over me.My knee rests against the edge of the mattress as I lean over her. “You’re so beautiful.” I run a finger along her waist and under her shirt. She squirms a bit, and lifts her hips. Tugging at her jeans, I get them off.I’ve barely touched her and she’s already so responsive to me. I can’t wait to see how she looks when I make her come.
My head dips below her waist, and I kiss the inside of her thigh, then nibble and work my way up and down, from her knee to her hips. Her breathing is heavy with anticipation as I brush a knuckle against the cotton fabric, pressing against her pussy. It’s warm and wet, and I let out a groan, my cock growing even harder in my pants. “Fuck. You’re soaked already.” My hand slides between the elastic, feeling just how turned on she is.
