Alphas Divided - Part 1 of 3 by Jamie Klaire, J. M. Klaire Page A
Authors: Jamie Klaire, J. M. Klaire
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she herself preferred words like statuesque, or shapely, to the harsher words she always heard muttered around her growing up.
Determination to avoid a discussion about her looks made her finally open her mouth.
"You know my dad?" She asked the question while trying to place the uniformed man in her memory. He didn't fit.
"No, not umm, personally. I have heard about him, though. Lots of, shall we say, weird goings on happen on your side of the county line, don't they?"
Great, Emma pouted. We've gone from discussing my Amazon-woman looks to discussing those rumors. Awesome. Next he'll be asking me if...
"So, your dad ever find any of those Sasquatches he's always going on about?"
"What? That's not...oh, never mind. Are you arresting us or not?"
The officer's face went from bemused, comparing her to famous redheads and teasing her about her dad, which she was used to, to seriously contemplating his next move.
The store manager jumped in, "We will press charges, officer. I'm tired of these damn kids coming here and thinking they can..."
"I think arrest may be a bit premature..." The officer said, interrupting. He continued with, "How 'bout we call your daddy the Sheriff up real quick? Let him decide, huh?"
"That's how this is going to go?" The manager got red in the face. "He has no jurisdiction in this county. Damn it, I should have called the state police instead of..."
"State troopers? For shoplifting?" The officer laughed. "Good luck with that. Now, if I'm not mistaken, this is their first offense, correct? Just do what you normally do. Take their pictures, pin them up on your wall of shame, and I'll call their parents. I'm quite sure that one's dad," he pointed at Kate this time, "will make it worth your while to stay quiet about this. And, if he holds true to what I've heard about him, he will probably buy those pictures off of you, as well. Come on girls, let's get you two home."
Against the manager's protests, the officer herded the girls through the office, out the front doors of the store and into the waiting patrol car. As they pulled away, Kate blew the manager a kiss from the back seat, and Emma just grinned, convinced that this, the first time they had actually gotten caught, would be swept under the rug, along with most everything they had ever done. She wondered how big the pile under that rug had to become before her daddy would notice the lump, but she was happy to hide it if everyone else was.
She rolled her eyes, smiling at her friend as Kate started to pour on the charm. So far, any time they had ever come close to getting busted, Kate's not-so-innocent looks and outrageous charm, coupled with the threat of upsetting Emma's dad, was enough to smooth over any hard feelings.
"So, Officer Hot Stuff, what do two poor, down on their luck girls gotta do to get you to let us out of this car and send us on our way?"
Emma rolled her eyes, still grinning. That line always worked, even on old guys, like this officer. They'd never had to actually back it up with anything, the offer usually made guys blush and fall all over themselves to please the gorgeous Kate, and the intimidatingly quiet Emma. They weren't quite sure what would happen if anyone tried to take them up on it, but so far the line, delivered with one of Kate's bright smiles, was all that was ever needed.
"Sorry Lucy and Ethel, you're in my county now. I didn't have you arrested, purely out of professional curtesy, but the only way you two are being released is to your parents, at the police station. You guys can cool it in the drunk tank until someone comes for you. It's conveniently empty right now, although I can't promise that it smells very good."
"Lucy and who?"
"Sorry, am I showing my age again? How about Thelma and Louise, then? Is that better?"
Emma looked at Kate, confused. Had he lost his mind? Kate mouthed to Emma, "He's as crazy as your old man!"
Emma nodded, her conviction that all would end well sliding into her stomach
Determination to avoid a discussion about her looks made her finally open her mouth.
"You know my dad?" She asked the question while trying to place the uniformed man in her memory. He didn't fit.
"No, not umm, personally. I have heard about him, though. Lots of, shall we say, weird goings on happen on your side of the county line, don't they?"
Great, Emma pouted. We've gone from discussing my Amazon-woman looks to discussing those rumors. Awesome. Next he'll be asking me if...
"So, your dad ever find any of those Sasquatches he's always going on about?"
"What? That's not...oh, never mind. Are you arresting us or not?"
The officer's face went from bemused, comparing her to famous redheads and teasing her about her dad, which she was used to, to seriously contemplating his next move.
The store manager jumped in, "We will press charges, officer. I'm tired of these damn kids coming here and thinking they can..."
"I think arrest may be a bit premature..." The officer said, interrupting. He continued with, "How 'bout we call your daddy the Sheriff up real quick? Let him decide, huh?"
"That's how this is going to go?" The manager got red in the face. "He has no jurisdiction in this county. Damn it, I should have called the state police instead of..."
"State troopers? For shoplifting?" The officer laughed. "Good luck with that. Now, if I'm not mistaken, this is their first offense, correct? Just do what you normally do. Take their pictures, pin them up on your wall of shame, and I'll call their parents. I'm quite sure that one's dad," he pointed at Kate this time, "will make it worth your while to stay quiet about this. And, if he holds true to what I've heard about him, he will probably buy those pictures off of you, as well. Come on girls, let's get you two home."
Against the manager's protests, the officer herded the girls through the office, out the front doors of the store and into the waiting patrol car. As they pulled away, Kate blew the manager a kiss from the back seat, and Emma just grinned, convinced that this, the first time they had actually gotten caught, would be swept under the rug, along with most everything they had ever done. She wondered how big the pile under that rug had to become before her daddy would notice the lump, but she was happy to hide it if everyone else was.
She rolled her eyes, smiling at her friend as Kate started to pour on the charm. So far, any time they had ever come close to getting busted, Kate's not-so-innocent looks and outrageous charm, coupled with the threat of upsetting Emma's dad, was enough to smooth over any hard feelings.
"So, Officer Hot Stuff, what do two poor, down on their luck girls gotta do to get you to let us out of this car and send us on our way?"
Emma rolled her eyes, still grinning. That line always worked, even on old guys, like this officer. They'd never had to actually back it up with anything, the offer usually made guys blush and fall all over themselves to please the gorgeous Kate, and the intimidatingly quiet Emma. They weren't quite sure what would happen if anyone tried to take them up on it, but so far the line, delivered with one of Kate's bright smiles, was all that was ever needed.
"Sorry Lucy and Ethel, you're in my county now. I didn't have you arrested, purely out of professional curtesy, but the only way you two are being released is to your parents, at the police station. You guys can cool it in the drunk tank until someone comes for you. It's conveniently empty right now, although I can't promise that it smells very good."
"Lucy and who?"
"Sorry, am I showing my age again? How about Thelma and Louise, then? Is that better?"
Emma looked at Kate, confused. Had he lost his mind? Kate mouthed to Emma, "He's as crazy as your old man!"
Emma nodded, her conviction that all would end well sliding into her stomach
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