Novels by Amy Nicole

Elizabeth’s POV The day went by seemly fast. Every chance we could, Matthew and I would sneak off to be alone for a few seconds. I could never get enough of his lips. Just the thought of him filled me with arousal. But every moment I spend with Matthew, I’m saturated with disgust in myself. I was still technically with Evan, and the thought of being an adulterous whore doesn’t sit very well with me. I had planned to talk to him this morning, but he seemingly disappeared. It wasn’t like him to just up and disappear. To not even send me a text or anything. Every morning, he would send me a message hoping I have a great day, but not today. Something was definitely up. The thought of him knowing about Matthew and I rang through my head the entire day. It would explain the behavior, but I didn’t want him to know until I could explain everything. If he knows already, there’s no telling what’s running through his mind right now. Rubb

“Elizabeth, I…” My heart was pounding. Sweat was beginning to form on my face. “I’ve always loved you. From the first moment I met you.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I open my eyes searching his face for doubt, relieved to not see an ounce of it. “I’ve wanted to tell you that for years, but every time I tried…” he shakes his head in despair. He looked defeated, broken. I could feel his regret. “There’s nothing to stop me now. I love you, Elizabeth. I love everything about you. I love when you laugh, when you smile, when you’re kicking the crap out of a perp.” The last words making me chuckle. “I love you.” Tears were begging to fall. My giant smile displaying all my emotions. From my face, he could tell I felt the same. I throw my arms around his neck and pull him into me. My lips forcefully take his, melting together perfectly. My body shivers when he passionately kisses me back. I pull back after a minute, wanting to stare into hi

Elizabeth’s POVSlamming the door, I walk a few steps before sinking to the floor. What the hell did I just do? I wanted to cry, to scream, to run away. The moment I’ve dreamed about for the past 10 years just transpired yet it couldn’t have happened at a worser time.As much as I wanted this to happen, I didn’t think it would be like this. Not when there were other people in play. Other people who would be hurt. People that I hurt. I immediately think of Evan. He was being an ass at the moment, but that didn’t warrant this, this betrayal.I love Evan, I truly do. He was there for me when Matthew wasn’t. He cared for me when Matthew didn’t. He loved me when Matthew didn’t. ‘But he isn’t Matthew,’ my heart told me. The tears that had threaten to fall, now running fast down my face.‘He said he won’t leave again,’ my heart argues. ‘What if he lied? He

Arousal fills the air, seeming to pause the world. The birds chirping, the clicking on the clock, passing cars all silent. His eyes were still locked onto mine silently asking permission to continue. I reach up capturing his lips with mine.He presses his lips back more firmly, slowly moving inside me. “Elizabeth,” he moans. The way he says my name, full of need and desire. He needed me. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in his touch. I can’t remember a time that he truly needed me.I wrap my legs around his waist, wanting him as close to me as possible. He quickens his pace causing me to moan. His hand entangling my hair. He pulls my head back, attacking my neck. I could feel myself getting close. Years of tension and pining climax of the shocking reality that this was truly happening.I can feel my pleasure building in my core. My nails digging into his ass as it intensifies. He quickly grabs one of my legs throwing it over his shoulder. I

“Why did you leave?” Matthew drops his gaze from mine, his hand resting over his mouth and chin. Sighing, he drops his hand and looks back at me. “The week before I left. You uh remember the Hannigan case? And how I got shot.” I nod.“I came home from the hospital to find Anne’s bags packed. The shooting scared her, and uh, she said if I wanted to be involved in our child’s life, I would have to be more responsible with my life.” My eyes widen when he says child. “She was pregnant?” I ask in disbelief.“I couldn’t leave her, Elizabeth. I’ve always wanted to be a dad. She told me to leave the force or to at least transfer to an office setting.” His hand running through his hair. I could see the sorrow in his eyes. “I knew if I had called you, I wouldn’t have been able to leave.”Overwhelming guilt consumes me. “Matthew, I…” sensing my emotions,

The next morning, I quickly and quietly jumped out of bed. It was another sleepless night. This time thanks to Evan. He was really starting to worry me. I know Matthew coming back into the picture wasn’t ideal for him, but his behavior didn’t sit well with me. Doesn’t he realize how hard this is for me, too. Sighing, I look around my closet to find my outfit for the day. I settle on a nice blue blouse with a black pair of dress pants. Leaving the closet, I stop when something catches my eyes. A beautiful red dress was tucked towards the back of the closet. The dress was skintight and strapless barely reaching my knees. “This will be perfect for tonight,” I smile to myself grabbing the dress and some shoes to match it. There’s no telling how tonight will go so I might as well as look good. Setting the dress and shoes on a chair, I head into the kitchen. Infront of the stove stood Evan stirring eggs around a pan. “Morning,” I say taking a seat at the table. “Mo