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When she comes, I’m not far behind. Pulling my dick out she turns over quickly and I coat her tits with my cum. I groan at the sight of her covered in me. “Beautiful.” I shoot her a wink and quickly grab my shirt off the floor so she can clean up. She hates that shit on her, but when we’re in the moment, she lets it happen.
I lean over her, avoiding the mess on her chest and kiss her. “We gotta get moving, otherwise we’re spending the day here.”
She gives me a wicked grin. “I wouldn’t mind that, and hell, I could totally get used to waking up like this every morning,” she tells me.
I shoot her a wink and slap her ass as she gets up. “How about a quickie in the shower and we stop at Tim Hortons for breakfast?”
“You got yourself a deal, handsome.” She walks naked into the bathroom and starts the shower.
Fuck yeah, definitely could get used to this. Hell, I think I already am, and I never want to let it go.
*~*
Getting to my office with my coffee mug in my hand I notice the Captain waiting for me. “Sir, good morning.”
“Yes, yes, morning. It’s come to my attention that you’re in a relationship with Miss Webb,” he states.
I nod. “Yes, sir.”
“I don’t need to remind you that this relationship is to stay outside of this building, right?”
“Of course not, sir. I wouldn’t do that here. What we do outside of work hours is our business. We also live together, so anything else you want to say?” He’s pissing me off, and I’ve had a damn good morning, and don’t need his shit now.
“I noticed that in her personal file, when she changed her address.” He nods and goes to leave. “Just so we’re clear, if your personal life affects your job, I will not hesitate to let you go. I’d say I would let her go, since she’s new, but I really don’t need those damn bikers at my door if that happens.”
I narrow my eyes at him but say nothing. Normally he’s pretty laid back, so something or someone must be crawling up his ass about this shit. When he leaves, I pick up the phone on my desk and call my contact at city hall.
“City Hall front desk, this is Jana, how can I help you.”
“Hey, Jana. It’s Drew.”
“Dude, you haven’t called in forever, what’s up?”
“Need a favor. Captain Sparrow is up my ass for some damn reason about my relationship with Tara Webb. He’s never had an issue with me before or with anyone else that became involved here. Can you find out what’s up with that?”
“Aww, the mighty Drew, in loooove.” She giggles and I roll my eyes. “But yes, absolutely, the second I find anything I’ll call you and let you know. Later.” She hangs up and I sit down in my chair.
Chapter 23
Tara
Keller’s Secret
“Drew.” I pant as he pounds into me roughly from behind. Fuck I love when he does this.
“Take it,” he growls, his hand coming around my front to play with my clit. I know he’s almost there when he does this.
Seconds later we’re both laying on his bed, out of breath. He pulls me close, wrapping me up in his arms.
Letting out a breath, I roll over to face him, his arms only budging enough to let me. “Keller comes home tomorrow, what are we going to do?”
I feel torn. I don’t want to be with Keller, but could I really go from dating Keller to being with Drew. Isn’t there a friend code? Although that shit sort of flew out the window the moment Drew and I started fucking around.
“I’ll be by your side. I won’t let him tear you down, especially when it comes to us,” he tells me firmly. “But not sure if you’re avoiding his texts or he’s just not texting you, he won’t be home for a while yet. The team won the last few games, so it’s at least another month gone.” Relief fills me, thank god, that was something I wasn’t looking forward to dealing with yet. And yes, I have been avoiding his calls, mostly just sending him quick texts back once every few days.
“Why can’t I just break up with him, and not tell him about us?” I finally ask. “He’ll find out we’re together eventually. Better yet, just do it over the phone before he gets home?” That would be so much easier, I wouldn’t have to face him.
His arms go tense. “Why not? We’re together, Tara. I’m not letting you go. He should know the truth. This is something you should have taken care of months ago when he was home, before he left. Instead I had to listen to him fucking you in the next room over. You were faking, and we weren’t together, not then, but fuck no. Not fucking happening again.”
