Matt and Goldman walked into Matt’s office. Matt closed the door. Rufus had followed them in there and jumped on the couch Matt slept on when he had to spend the night at the station. The dog adjusted his feet and lay down on the couch. He looked over at them.They looked at Rufus.Matt blew out. “I don’t know what Patty feeds his big ass, but she needs to stop it. Carter looked up how to weigh a dog on a human scale. We put him on the scale in the locker room and we calculated that he weighed 177 pounds,” Matt said and walked over to his desk.“He’s an English Mastiff, sir,” Goldman said. “They can weigh up to two-fifty.”“Jesus Christ,” Matt said with astonishment and sat down. “How do you know that?”“Had a girl once that owned one,” Goldman said.“Shit. What she feed him?”“Everything,” Goldman said and shook his head. “Then, she wondered why he had digestive problems.”Matt scoffed at his reply. “Have a seat, Goldman.”As Goldman eased down in the chair, Matt thought, you fucking
Goldman sat outside of Patty’s house in his truck. He had parked on the street. Patty’s car and SUV were still in her driveway.He was aggravated as all hell. A guy leaves town for a week and crazy shit happens. They couldn’t lose Patty. The place wouldn’t be the same without her. Goldman couldn’t imagine walking through the door and not seeing her smiling face – greeting him.Goldman was also pissed that she didn’t say one word about going to Aspen, being put on leave, or wanting to quit the sheriff’s department. How could Patty not mention that? Any of it? Granted, he was fucking her brains out for a good thirty to forty-five minutes, but they had talked for an hour and a half before that. Patty could have told him while he was driving her home Saturday, but she was quiet as a mouse.And why the hell didn’t someone tell him? He had been back for two days. Williamson could have called and given him a heads up. Williamson was the sheriff’s second in command. The sheriff would have tol
The eight-bedroom chalet was plush. The bedrooms had a romantic ambiance. Every one of them had a gas fireplace and plasma TVs. The living room was vast. The couches and chairs were brown leather. There was a fully stocked bar with expensive liquors. They had a large chef's kitchen with white marble countertops. There was also a game room with a poker table, a pool table, black leather furniture, and another fully stocked bar. There was a hot tub on the back deck. There was a gym with showers and a sauna on the basement level.Patty had entered a different world. For seven days she was going to live the champagne wishes and caviar dreams lifestyle.They had arrived in Aspen on Tuesday afternoon. Once they got settled, the fabulous four ate dinner in the chalet and went out to a club. They danced and partied until midnight.Wednesday, Billy, Gabriella, and Jackie had hit the slopes while Patty rented a snowmobile and explored the area. She had met several friendly people. Two of them w
Jackie was speechless. What was Nick doing here? What was Goldman doing here? She closed her mouth as she took him in. The tight white turtleneck flattered Nick’s ripped cut muscles in his chest and arms. His blue jeans were dark and he wore tan snow boots. His facial features were still sharp and angled.“Nick,” Gabriella smiled and went to him. They hugged.Goldman stood up.Gabriella turned her attention to Goldman. “Jeff,” she said and hugged him. “You look great.”“Thanks,” Goldman said with a wry smile. He wore a black turtleneck. His didn't stick to him like Nick's, but it looked good on him. He wore jeans and black boots.After Gabriella released him, Goldman slowly sat back down, letting his backrest on the couch. He looked at Patty.Jackie looked at Patty. She was slowly rounding the edges of the room. She looked nervous.That's right. Patty didn't tell Goldman that she was put on leave. When Patty talked to Carter on the phone, he said Goldman demanded to know what was goin
It was 2:15 p.m., and everything was going smoothly. After Jackie got over the initial shock of seeing Nick in Aspen, she had smiled at him several times during afternoon drinks.Nick had to be careful. He didn’t want to push too fast. Nick’s flight had landed at 10:15. Goldman’s had landed at 10:45. Billy picked them both up at the airport.Gabriella had thought it would be a good idea to surprise Jackie by having Nick show up at the chalet wearing a tux, ready to take her to the gala. Nick had rejected the idea because he was anxious to see Jackie. He didn’t want to wait.Billy didn’t have much to report. Nick’s heart sunk when Billy had said Jackie hadn't mentioned him once, but Billy had been encouraging. What was also encouraging was Jackie’s warm, inviting smile during afternoon drinks.The chalet had two staircases that split the bedrooms; four bedrooms on one side and four bedrooms on the other. Billy and Gabriella strategically placed Jackie and Patty on one side and the happ
It was 2:15 p.m. Patty paced in her room. She was too wired and nervous to take a bath. This was a setup. It had to be. It was too much of a coincidence. Patty didn't think Jackie was in on it. Jackie was just as shocked as she was.What the hell is going on? Unless . . . of course. Billy and Gabriella want to get Dalton and Jackie back together. This is about them. Dalton must have brought Goldman for moral support. This has nothing to do with me. Billy and Gabriella don’t know. If they did, they would have said something to me, she thought. Jackie kept her word.Patty slowed her pacing, but she still paced. She still had more to figure out. Why in the hell did they exaggerate about guys approaching me? That’s what I can’t figure out.There was a knock on her door.“Come in,” she yelled and stopped pacing.Billy and Gabriella entered her room. They were wearing black robes. Billy was carrying a black velvet box.“Hi,” Gabriella said with a gentle smile.Billy closed the door.“Ah, th
Gabriella and Billy had helped Patty out of her clothes. Gabriella and Billy disrobed. They went to the bed. Patty pulled down the covers. Gabriella and Patty lay down together. Billy sat on the edge of the bed – watching them. Patty gently kissed Gabriella’s neck. Gabriella’s hand slid down Patty’s chocolate body. Patty let her hand roam, too. They rubbed each other’s large breasts as they softly moaned together. “Get on top of Gabriella, Patty,” Billy said gently. Patty slowly got on top of Gabriella. She glided her hand down her breast. “Nice,” Billy said. “Why don’t you . . . rub Gaby’s clit? She likes that.” Patty’s hand trembled as she reached down into Gabriella’s heat. She found her clit. Patty slowly rubbed it from side to side. Gabriella looked at Billy. “She’s so gentle,” she moaned softly. Patty felt her cheeks warm. Billy smiled and climbed on the bed with them. He
It was 3:20. Goldman had just finished stretching in the gym. He got on the treadmill and started walking. He wanted to work off some steam and clear his head. He glanced at the clock. Dalton was late. He was supposed to meet him in the gym at 3:15. Humph. Maybe he got lost in this big ass cabin.Goldman thought about the conversation he had overheard two hours ago. The girls hadn’t known they arrived, yet. They were making a big fuss over this guy Patty met at lunch. Apparently, a lot of guys had approached her during the past few days. Goldman didn't usually mind competition, but this was different. It would be an uphill battle to compete with fancy diplomats, lawyers, and plain out luxury lifestyle guys. He didn’t roll like that. He was a country boy who loved riding his Harley and eating a home-cooked meal. He was surprised that he cared so much that Patty had met other men. He didn’t like it. Goldman felt angry and discarded. I have