Page 6 of Twisted Surrender


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My desire for Daisy has only increased daily. And my need to rid that desire has me jerking off four times a day.

Maybe if I just taste her once, that curiosity will drift away and I can move on.

Yeah, right.

I have a feeling if I ever get that little temptress in my bed, I’ll never let her leave.

Cash follows me into my office and takes a seat on the couch. I round my desk, pulling up the latest info I received from the department a few towns over.

“Seems we have a turf war developing.”

He barks a laugh. “Chief, relax. I know you saw her first. I won’t touch her.”

Slowly, I bring my eyes to his. His shit-eating grin and twinkling eyes make me want to jump across my desk at him.

“What did you just say?”

“New girl. She’s yours, right? I mean, the feeling is clearly mutual if you haven’t noticed…” He slows his speech and clears his throat. “Um. Turf war? You were serious about that?”

Taking a deep breath, I turn my computer screen his way. “Dead serious, O’Brien. Shit’s leaking in close to town lines and I’m not happy. Look at this report. Nine home invasions in the last three weeks. No one hurt, but there appear to be two different groups trying to knock each other off.”

He leans forward on the couch. “Where at?”

“Past Sweetstown. Seems to be west and north of us for now. I received this report late last night. You know the drill. These gangs battle each other for the most part, but this looks like they’re trying to gain ground. They’re breaking in for quick cash and items they can sell and trying to one up the other side.” I click to the second screen, bringing up an old warehouse building. “This abandoned building has been seeing a lot of activity. My guess is each is trying to run their stolen shit from inside and neither like that the other is there.”

“Okay. So we keep watch on our own town lines. Anything close, we grab and run evidence quickly. You going to put out a warning to the town?”

“Not yet. I’m not scaring them for no reason. It’s why they have us. We do our job and worry for them.

Tom Casanova catches my eyes as he enters the station and he already looks worn. When I wave him in, his eyes linger on the back of Cash’s head before he makes the walk to the office. He looks like he’s deciding whether to stay or head for the door. He’s been through hell, but I’m hoping by pairing these two up, it will force some talk to the surface.

“Be nice, O’Brien.” I warn him.

“I’ll be as nice as you were to Daisy this morning.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“Oh, Chief, you’re so clueless.”

Tom enters, and the tension is immediate, cutting off any further talk from Cash. After a few non pleasantries are expressed, mainly by Tom, the two head off for patrol. I’ve got them focused on the supposed gang for now instead of Tom's supposed hate for the new guy he doesn’t even know.

While I focus onnotfocusing on the new girl.

ChapterSix

VINCENT

My focus is fucked. Ever since Cash said I’m clueless and mentioned there was a mutual feeling, I’ve been replaying every run in I’ve had with Daisy.

And it’s driving me crazy.

Because I don’t know if I’m imagining the events that are taking place, or if I’m trying to manifest them into happening.

All I know is when she walks by my office, she always gives a little ‘tap, tap’ on the window. She won’t look in, but she’s letting me know she’s there.

When she stands at her desk, she switches her stance from left foot to right foot, making her ass pop with every step.

And when she works the night shifts, I’ve suddenly found myself at my desk well over midnight, as well.

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