I frowned and turned back to my team. One of them signalled that the targets were all down, so I walked over to the hostages to check for injuries. As I approached the group, I did a quick headcount. There were seventeen in total. I stopped. Hadn’t the reports said that there were initially seventeen hostages, but one was shot? I could see a dead body off to the side, a woman in a bank uniform. So shouldn’t there just be sixteen hostages sitting here? I counted them again. I had definitely counted right. I turned to the side and pressed my walkie, calling through to Captain Richardson outside. “How many hostages are there in total?” I asked, eyeing the group again. “Reports are of seventeen, minus one,” he answered. I quickly raised my gun, scanning the crowd for anyone that didn’t look as if they belonged. My eyes skimmed the group and came to rest on a guy who was shifting nervously and looking away from me. He definitely looked uncomfortable. He looked like he
‘Love's Train’ by Bruno Mars started blasting from my purse, and I smiled, knowing that was Jace’s song that I put on there for him. I grabbed my cell phone, wondering why he was calling at this time; it was only twenty to four.“Hey you, what are you doing calling me this early? Shouldn’t you be at work?” I asked, stopping at the edge of the road and smiling at DJ as he pressed the button for the crossing, tapping it over and over.“Hey, Ashley. Yeah, I should be, but I got sent home early,” Jace answered. Butterflies swooped in my stomach when he called me Ashley.“You did? How come?” I asked as DJ skipped along at my side, swinging my hand back and forth.“Er, it’s just a formality. It happens every time I-” he stopped talking abruptly. “Nothing, actually just forget it. I just called to say hi. How was school today?” Jace asked, changing the subject.As he spoke, I noticed that he sounded off. He’d made no jokes, no slutty comments, no flirting or pet names – something was wrong wi
Calm down, Jace. You’re doing fine. Take a deep breath. The kid is not going to hurt you, he’s just a kid! I discreetly wiped my sweaty palms on the leg of my jeans as DJ came running into the kitchen, waving the magazine I bought him, a big grin on his face. “Momma, Dory’s in here too, and there’s a bit you have to colour and amaze!” he practically shouted. I laughed quietly that something so small and cheap could make a kid smile like that. My ultimate goal was that it’d make him like me too. I looked him over as he showed Ashley the pages, talking at her a mile a minute, while she just smiled and nodded, doing a great job at faking enthusiasm. He was a really good-looking kid, but, then again, with a gorgeous thing like Ashley for a mom, he was bound to be a looker. He had the exact same shade of reddish-brown hair as hers, and her big brown eyes. His face was a different shape to hers and his skin was slightly darker, more like a natural tan. Ashley’s skin was
I raised one eyebrow suggestively, silently asking if she meant me. She laughed and slapped me on the back of the head playfully, and held her hand down to DJ, who was pouting and crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t want to go to bed. Can’t I have an early night? I wanna play with Jace,” he said, frowning and looking at me pleadingly. I smiled a little proudly that he seemed to have accepted me a little. “Do you mean a late night?” Ashley countered. “Yeah, please, Momma?” He gave her the begging face and she shifted uncomfortably on her feet. DJ turned to me. “Jace, can you ask her if I can have more time? We can finish the war,” he whined, giving me the begging face. My eyes widened. It was an incredibly cute face; I didn’t want to say no. I looked at Ashley, unsure what to say. “Er… I think Momma said it’s time for bed, Kid. We can play that another time, okay?” I offered, hoping he wouldn’t beg me because, if he were my kid, I would have given in alr
As I thought, the following day at work was me being patted on the back for a job well done. I actually took it a lot better than I normally would, probably because I was in the best mood ever. I had even woken up with a smile on my face all because I had the most amazing girl in the world, and her little boy seemed to like me. Now all we had to do was get him to meet me a few more times and then we’d be able to break it to him that we were more than just friends. DJ was going to his dad’s this weekend, and I was making the most of the private time for sure. It had taken me pulling a few strings to enable me to get a reservation at the restaurant, but Ashley was worth it. At just after four, I was in the cafeteria with the boys. We’d just got back from a call out but the other snipers and I were just there for backup today, no actual action. As I plucked my phone from my pocket, I noticed a text from Ashley sitting there, received just before lunch. I couldn’t stop the stu
By the time I pulled away and pressed my forehead to hers, we were both a little breathless. The corners of her mouth twitched with a smile as her eyes met mine. She looked a little bewildered, like she had no idea what was going on around us. “Did that kiss make you forget your own name, or do I need to keep working on it?” I whispered, smirking at her. “I know it begins with R,” she joked, playing along. “Maybe you could work on it some more later.” I moaned breathlessly. “Definitely. Anyway, let’s go eat, I’m starving.” I pushed away from her and watched as she took a few deep breaths before straightening her shirt and pushing her hair behind her ear, like she was trying to calm herself down too. I followed her into the apartment and into the lounge. DJ was lying on his stomach, toy cars scattered everywhere, a little garage off to one side. His eyes lit up when he spotted me. “Jace! I saved you the red one. Momma wanted it, but I told her it was yours.” “
She pulled her head back, resting her chin on my chest, just looking at me silently for a minute. “Why are you being like this, Jace? Buying DJ things, playing with him, offering to come to the park, and not even being annoyed with me that I had to cancel plans that we made?” she asked, looking a little confused, but very interested in my answer. Gripping the top of her arms, I pulled her higher up my body so our faces were level. “I understand you have a son; it’s different being with a girl that has a readymade family, and I never would have expected this to happen to me in a million years, but I really like you. I really like DJ too, he’s cute. I like spending time with both of you,” I answered, shrugging and not really knowing how to explain it properly. Her face softened as she stroked the side of my face adoringly. But then I had to ruin it… “And I want to fuck you so badly that my dick is actually aching,” I added. She burst out laughing and shook her head
Her hips bucked against my hand as I spoke; her breathing sped so I knew I could push her a lot further. Ashley Danvers certainly got excited by pillow talk! A proud grin stretched across my face because of how sexy my girlfriend was. I was one seriously lucky guy that she didn’t seem to just be a blushing, lay on her back kind of girl. Her body reacted beautifully to my words, so I decided to take it a little further and see just how dirty she was. “As soon as you’re in love with me, I’m going to fuck you from every possible angle. I want to take you hard and fast, and just when you think you’re going to come, I’m going to pull out and kiss my way down your body. I want to taste your climax on my tongue; I want to feel your thighs shake against my shoulders as you ride the waves of pleasure I’m going to give you.” That obviously didn’t scare her. She gasped and jerked her arms, trying to get her hands free. I held her tighter as I pumped my finger inside her slowly, be