would be completely lost amongst them never to find the light again.
“Melody.” Ryan’s voice booms through my door, making my heart almost explode in fright.
“Okay, I’m ready.” I toss the sun dress over my head, grabbing my bag and slipping on some beige cowboy boots.
We pass Cherry and Red on our way out. They blush which, with their genes, lights them both up like beacons. They giggle and hiss at me to call them later, no doubt making assumptions again. If only they knew it was his older brother’s lips I’ve been attached to in the past and every night in my dreams since. Will he be there? Hell, of course he will, lots of detectives will be. Will they know who I am? Will they know what happened? Anxiety pumps the blood too fast in my veins. I feel a wave of unbalance followed by nausea flutter through me, bringing a chilled flush.
“They’re just people, Melody. We won’t stay long. We bailed on the last one.”
My battle is clearly not just internal if Ryan senses my unease.
I DIDN’T BUY IT FOR one second when they arrested the drug dealer’s roommate when he was trying to flee with his pal’s drug haul. I’ve been going over the notes even though it isn’t my case, but having someone that isn’t me capable of such violence is a little too close to home. Ryan has been at the club many times and that murderer picked his victim on a whim, I just know it. He was too brazen for my liking.
“What’s that?” Ryan asks, walking into my office. I must have left the door open which isn’t like me. Damn, I’m all over the place lately. I’m obsessed with Melody’s brother and I keep going over the details, quelling the need to go confront him and wring his weak little neck. Her fucking eyes still awake me every night when they penetrate my dreams, my cock hardens and demands I relieve it as my mind relives her hot little mouth on mine, and now this case is niggling at me.
“Blake!”
I snap my attention to his risen voice. “Sorry. What?”
He lifts his chin in the direction of the photos and report on my desk.
“Oh, it’s work. Did you hear about the murder at Club Blue?”
“Of course, everyone has. The paper claims they have a suspect. That true?”
I lean back in my chair, my hands coming up behind my head. “His roommate, but I don’t buy it.”
He stares at me intently; a lift of his lip almost gives into a smile. “That’s because you’re better at your job than those text book nerds. What do you care anyway? He was a bottom feeder.”
I drop my arms, scoop up the files and slip them into one of the drawers. “It’s my job, Ry.” He scoffs, drawing my glare. “What the fuck’s your problem?”
I keep all details of my other job/activities secret from Ryan; it isn’t something he ever needs to know and if I ever fuck up and get caught, he can’t be implicated. Knowledge is power, but ignorance is also power in these circumstances.
“No problem.” He chuckles over his shoulder as he walks from the room.
“Ryan! Stay out of this room.”
“Whatever.”
I hate being at little events like this, surrounded by happy people, all friendly and engaging. I’m not the only one faking my smile. Suzanne’s smiling right now at Mike’s wife, Courtney, while inside she despises her for being the one he married when she has been in love with him since high school. Mike is sharing a beer with Mary’s husband, and later will be fucking Mary in one of the many bathrooms this place boasts. I’m not against having laughs, I actually like some of the officers I work with. My partner, Zach, is as close to a best friend as I allow myself since high school. Jasper was my best friend back then, when I allowed myself to have normal relationships like friendships, but he moved away for college and never came back. He’s settled down, got himself a husband and a wife if the rumors are true. Good for him.
I need to get laid. It’s been too long and I
“Melody.” Ryan’s voice booms through my door, making my heart almost explode in fright.
“Okay, I’m ready.” I toss the sun dress over my head, grabbing my bag and slipping on some beige cowboy boots.
We pass Cherry and Red on our way out. They blush which, with their genes, lights them both up like beacons. They giggle and hiss at me to call them later, no doubt making assumptions again. If only they knew it was his older brother’s lips I’ve been attached to in the past and every night in my dreams since. Will he be there? Hell, of course he will, lots of detectives will be. Will they know who I am? Will they know what happened? Anxiety pumps the blood too fast in my veins. I feel a wave of unbalance followed by nausea flutter through me, bringing a chilled flush.
“They’re just people, Melody. We won’t stay long. We bailed on the last one.”
My battle is clearly not just internal if Ryan senses my unease.
I DIDN’T BUY IT FOR one second when they arrested the drug dealer’s roommate when he was trying to flee with his pal’s drug haul. I’ve been going over the notes even though it isn’t my case, but having someone that isn’t me capable of such violence is a little too close to home. Ryan has been at the club many times and that murderer picked his victim on a whim, I just know it. He was too brazen for my liking.
“What’s that?” Ryan asks, walking into my office. I must have left the door open which isn’t like me. Damn, I’m all over the place lately. I’m obsessed with Melody’s brother and I keep going over the details, quelling the need to go confront him and wring his weak little neck. Her fucking eyes still awake me every night when they penetrate my dreams, my cock hardens and demands I relieve it as my mind relives her hot little mouth on mine, and now this case is niggling at me.
“Blake!”
I snap my attention to his risen voice. “Sorry. What?”
He lifts his chin in the direction of the photos and report on my desk.
“Oh, it’s work. Did you hear about the murder at Club Blue?”
“Of course, everyone has. The paper claims they have a suspect. That true?”
I lean back in my chair, my hands coming up behind my head. “His roommate, but I don’t buy it.”
He stares at me intently; a lift of his lip almost gives into a smile. “That’s because you’re better at your job than those text book nerds. What do you care anyway? He was a bottom feeder.”
I drop my arms, scoop up the files and slip them into one of the drawers. “It’s my job, Ry.” He scoffs, drawing my glare. “What the fuck’s your problem?”
I keep all details of my other job/activities secret from Ryan; it isn’t something he ever needs to know and if I ever fuck up and get caught, he can’t be implicated. Knowledge is power, but ignorance is also power in these circumstances.
“No problem.” He chuckles over his shoulder as he walks from the room.
“Ryan! Stay out of this room.”
“Whatever.”
I hate being at little events like this, surrounded by happy people, all friendly and engaging. I’m not the only one faking my smile. Suzanne’s smiling right now at Mike’s wife, Courtney, while inside she despises her for being the one he married when she has been in love with him since high school. Mike is sharing a beer with Mary’s husband, and later will be fucking Mary in one of the many bathrooms this place boasts. I’m not against having laughs, I actually like some of the officers I work with. My partner, Zach, is as close to a best friend as I allow myself since high school. Jasper was my best friend back then, when I allowed myself to have normal relationships like friendships, but he moved away for college and never came back. He’s settled down, got himself a husband and a wife if the rumors are true. Good for him.
I need to get laid. It’s been too long and I
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