RowanThere's not much open in town right now. Most of the stores and restaurants will take months, maybe even years to recover, if they even do. One place that always weathers the storm is Shucker's, a family-owned barbecue joint.It started as a little roadside spot, and in times of uncertainty, they revert back. It allows them to get food to people who need it, while still putting money into the community by paying others to work for them.The parking lot is packed as I slow down, finding an empty space on the outskirts of the gravel. Grabbing my wallet and cellphone, I get out of the car, lock my doors, and go to where the line is extended. Looks like many people had the same idea I did.The group standing in line looks around as they wait. My high school English teacher sees me, and throws back a wave. "Hi Ro, thank you so much for helping at the apartment building. One of my fellow teachers was there and said how much they appreciated you."I grin, happy to hear we were
Rowan"Just let me help you." Isaac tells the man we're attending to. He's been fighting our intentions since we showed up."Please," I beg. "Let us look at the wound."The call came in as a man injured who had been cleaning up from the hurricane. Sheet metal is still wrapped in trees, and some came falling down on his head. There's a very deep abrasion, and it's bleeding profusely. Not horribly alarming with head wounds, but we've got to make sure there's no underlying conditions."I don't need no goddamn help. I'm fine."Isaac looks up at me, his cheeks going red. He's about to lose it. That's the sign. "You're not fine," he argues.A patrol car pulls into the driveway behind our ambulance. A sigh of relief escapes my chest. We need help with this man. He's not listening to us, so hopefully he'll listen to whoever's come to our rescue."Y'all havin' issues?"Of course it's my brother. I turn around, hand on hip, eyes ready to roll when I see someone else has stepped o
Cutter"I'll be right back, just have to run up and get my stuff."I hope Rowan doesn't bolt. She kinda looks like she wants to take away the invitation she gave to eat at her apartment. Can't say as I'd blame her, but I really hope she doesn't."Take your time."That's the last thing I'm going to do. Rushing into the lobby, I see a ton of people waiting for the elevator. Fuck that. I ran enough stairs during football, I can beat the elevator. A quick look around shows me where the stairwell is, and up I go, taking them two at a time. All because I don't want her to leave.Getting to our room, I fumble with the key card. When I finally get it open, I burst through it, almost running over Major."Why in such a big hurry?" Tucker mumbles from where he lies face down on his bed. He worked a long shift yesterday and I'm not surprised he isn't awake yet."Having dinner with Rowan and she's letting me take a real shower at her house.""I hate you." He flips me the bird withou
Rowan"So" – I push back from him with my hands on his shoulders – "I called in our food, and they're gonna deliver it. They treat first responders really well. If you could listen for it while I go take a shower?""No problem." He lets go, but hangs on until the last moment his fingertips can. "Promise I won't be too nosey."There's a lurch in my chest, but I know instinctively I can trust him. "I only have like one major secret." I shrug. It gives off the vibe I'm kidding, I know that, and Cutter takes it the way I mean for him to. "I'll try not to let you break my heart," he laughs.There's something prophetic about his words that hit me in the sternum. Almost as if it's a place we're going and I need to protect him from my past. "You do that."He pulls back slightly, his eyes drawing together."I'll be back in a few."As quickly as I can, I make my getaway, thankfully closing the door to the bathroom and pressing my back against it. In the last three years I haven'
Cutter"I'm gonna send you back out with Sullivan today." The man in charge of our assignments points at me. "He's gonna be checking some of the outer edges of town. You should be there in case there needs to be medical attention rendered.""Got it." I go to the locker they've given me to work out of. Reaching in, I have my go bag. It's second nature to check it, making sure I have everything I need to render aid. This has been mostly what I've done since the night I helped Rowan. Different than what I thought, but no less important. I love helping the people of this state, and Paradise Lost reminds me a lot of Laurel Springs.Right as I have that thought, a request for a FaceTime comes through from Stella."Hello?" I answer, smiling immediately when I see Keegan. "Oh my God, Bub, you're so much bigger than you were a week and a half ago!""Isn't it crazy?" Stella laughs as she tries to avoid his hands, grabbing for her phone. "He's hit a growth spurt. Say hi to Uncle Cutter.
RowanAfter the last week of work, it's nice to not wake up to an alarm. When I finally get my eyes open, I realize how nice it actually is this morning. After Cutter left, I laid in bed, thinking about him probably much more than I should have. In fact, I know it was more than I should have. Rolling over, I pick up my phone, gasping loudly when I see it's past two in the afternoon. I obviously needed the rest, but it's been a very long time since I slept that late. My stomach growls, reminding me of how long it's been since I ate. An idea pops into my head, and I fire off a text.R: Hey bro, you had lunch yet?I'm surprised when he answers right back.S: Not yet, you wanna meet me? I haven't seen much of you lately.My eyes roll. Since everything that happened, he's beyond protective. Almost suffocating at times, but I know I'm lucky. If I didn't have him, I don't know if I would still be alive, and that's as honest as I can be about how far I've come.Sulllivan and
CutterMy phone vibrates in my pocket, and I grin seeing my mom's smiling face.L: Auburn fan huh? C: Jesus. Christ. That quick?L: Whitney already came into The Café. Stella told her about this girl with the Auburn shirt on. Whit said well at least we still got Ransom. You've been withdrawn as a member of the family.C: That's okayL: Cutter, seriously?C: This girl, Mom, I think she's worth it.L: I love you, Cutter. Be safe.C: I will, love you too.As soon as I'm done, my phone vibrates again.R: Hope your ass knows I'm in the doghouse because of you. Rambo and I are sleeping on the fucking couch tonight.C: Why?R: Duh, does Little Ms. Auburn ring a bell.C: Shut the fuck up.R: You know my wife is serious about football.C: Let me go cry you a river.R: Dammit Cutter, I gotta go, but you'll pay for this."Why are you so popular tonight?" Tucker looks over at me."Stella's big mouth told everybody I'm dating an Auburn fan. It's all-out war no
RowanWild.Uninhibited.Selfish.These are words I would never have used to describe myself before this moment, but right here with Cutter? I feel them all. Wild because I'm on a public beach, even if it is after the sun has gone down. Uninhibited because I'm moaning loudly, letting him know I love what he's doing to my body. Selfish because I want this so much.The old Rowan wouldn't even be here right now, much less letting a man do these things to her. "Don't stop," I beg, tilting my head back. Moisture hits me on the forehead, once, twice. It takes me a few seconds to realize it's raining. Cutter pulls back, his green eyes roving my face. He's panting, the skin of his chest pressing against mine. "Do you want to go back to your apartment?"I know myself well enough to realize how rare this moment truly is. As soon as we get up from here and we go back to my apartment, this will be over. I'm not ready for it to be over. We're just getting started."No." I grip h
MenacePresent TimeIt's been a hell of a day. One where I got here late in the afternoon because I had meetings. Something I've learned since taking this position a few months ago is that it's mostly meetings. It's keeping people happy and kissing a lot of ass. My legs ache to get back out on the street, to do a couple laps around downtown, or to drive a car fast. To chase a speeder with the lights bright and the siren blaring. I miss it more than I thought I would. It's close to midnight and I know Rina will be wondering where the hell I am, but I wanted to get a look at what went on today by reading the reports of the officers. This is something I do everyday so I can try to gauge how my officers are doing. It's important for me to know if there's an issue in town. If someone is a nuisance, do we need to step up patrols in certain areas? Community policing is the name of my game and I take it seriously. Reading the last report, submitted by Caleb
ArcherA Year And A Half LaterNerves make circles in my stomach as I stand outside of Laurel Springs Medical waiting for Alisa to come out. She doesn't know I'm here and, the truth is, I didn't know I was going to be either. I've been carrying this ring around in my pocket for the last year and a half of the two years we've been together. Waiting. For what, I'm not sure. The right time? The perfect moment? We live together. I could've done it a million times, but there's something different about these stars against the inky blackness of the sky. They aren't crazy bright, but they aren't muted either. They're sparkling. The perfect backdrop to the plan I have. Tonight, as I helped a woman leave a dangerous domestic violence situation, I realized I'm wasting precious and valuable time. Even after dealing with Calvert County, it didn't hit me that seconds are to be treated with the same reverence as the big events in life. Lo
Alisa"Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?" "Yes." I nod as I sit before the grand jury to give my testimony about what happened with Officer Fugate. "Please tell us when you first met him," the attorney instructs. Archer is sitting in the back row, all hot in his uniform. I don't know how he managed to be here, but he has and it's one of the sweetest things he's done for me. I'm not sure I could be doing this without his dark eyes staring back at me. "I met him when he brought a suspect into the ER. It was obvious that man had been beaten badly and it didn't happen only once. After that day, it happened on a regular basis…"ArcherUshering Lis into the station is like sending a babe into the belly of the beast. She's never been here before, doesn't know how things work, and could honestly be scared, given everything she's dealt with. I'd like to kill Officer Fugate with my own two hands.
ArcherIt's a gully washer tonight, as my instructor at the Academy always said when it rained hard. Visibility fucking sucks and I've worked more accidents tonight than I have in the previous three months. It's as if when it rains, no one can remember how to drive. It's hard to even see out of my windshield but, as I pass one of the abandoned gas stations on the outskirts of town, I see another cop stopped.They're an eyesore and, at the next city planning meeting, there's going to be a vote on demolishing them. They're a breeding ground for drug use and criminals. We've put up cameras to show what happens at night when there aren't patrols going back and forth. Since it's raining and dark, I figure I'll hit them, just to make sure nothing's going on that shouldn't be.As I round the corner. I'm surprised as fuck to see Alisa's car parked next to a Calvert County patrol SUV. She's kneeling in front of a cop who has a taser pointed at her. My heart gallops in my chest as I wonder
Archer"Chief Harrison wants to see you," Tank tells me as I make my way into the squad room. I have no idea what I've done and am immediately questioning what the hell is going on. I try to do everything by the book and I can't remember anything I might've done that was untoward. My stomach rolls as I head toward his office. I've never been called before him before and, truth be told, I never wanted to be. When I reach the door, I knock with a double tap. "C'mon in." Opening it enough so that I can sneak my head in, I glance at the Chief. "You wanted to see me, Sir?" "Yeah, come in and have a seat. There's a few things we need to discuss." I don't like the sound of this shit at all. Going in, I have a seat in the chair facing his desk and prepare to get my ass handed to me. "Officer Fugate has made a complaint and I'm bound by state laws to investigate those complaints." "I told you what happened," I defend myself. "He'
Alisa"Thank you for coming tonight," he says as we enter my apartment. "You don't have to thank me. You've saved me more times than I can count." I grin, taking my jacket off. "Come sit over here on the couch with me. You look a little stressed." "They do that to me." He waves his hand toward the street where his parents have just left. "They always make me feel like I'm not good enough, as if I should've done something different with my life." "I know how that feels." I beckon him over with a crook of my finger. "Let me take care of this tension for you, Archie. Let me show you what the fuck your parents are missing." Something about the way they don't appreciate their son has me wanting to show him just how much I do. How important he is to my life. One of the ways I can think of showing him is with my body. Fuck if that isn't exciting. Reaching for my shirt, I pull it over my head, motioning for him to do the same. In a lazy game o
ArcherI'm heading into the squad room at the station to pick up some supplies when the phone in my pocket rings loudly. There aren't many people I have set ringtones for, but this one? I hate when it rings. It's my parents. Not wanting to make whichever one this is wait, I hurriedly answer. It's always struck me as odd. They were so quick to get me out of their lives, yet they do everything together, including share a fucking cell phone. That's right, they share this phone, which means I never know who I'm going to talk to when I put it to my ear. Talk about a surprise every time I answer. "Hello?" I wait for the response. It's always delayed as if they're on some far away phone line. "Archer, it's Dad." No fucking shit. "Hey Dad," I answer, wondering if he'll continue on or if I'll have to pull the words from him like teeth. "What's going on?" "Your mom and I will be in Laurel Springs tonight. We'd like to have dinner w
AlisaHis body over mine is equal parts hot and hard in all the right places. Our naked skin slides together as he leans down to take the tight bud of my nipple in his mouth. "Yes." I tilt my head back against the pillows, allowing him full reign over my body. "Please don't stop," I beg as I rake my hands over his strong back before digging my fingers into the hair on his head. "Never gonna stop," he promises as he sucks at the prominent tip, before letting it go and moving further down. I'm still unsure of how we got our clothes off. All I know is they're in a pile next to the bed. He moves down my body, kissing my stomach before he drops onto his knees and pulls me to the edge. Separating my thighs, he props them up on his shoulders, gazing up at me with those dark eyes before he dips down. His warm mouth covers my pussy, going straight for my clit and lapping against the trembling flesh. "Archer," I moan, lifting my hips to meet his mouth. "It's been so fucki
Archer "Look guy." I hope me using that term pisses him off. "This isn't even your jurisdiction. What the fuck right did you have to pull her over?" "It's Officer Fugate," he corrects me, before continuing on. "She failed to signal a turn." I'm real annoyed. "You got that on your dash cam?" I point to where his camera is mounted on the dash. "It wasn't on." He shrugs. "How fucking convenient for you." I smirk, shaking my head. "It's something the garage knows about, but the budget is lean over in Calvert County." He eyes me. My gaze is on Alisa who's sitting in her car with her hands locked around her steering wheel. She's white-knuckling as he and I stand out here, yelling at one another. "I'm not allowing you to ticket her without proof. Did you radio it in?" His cheeks go red, which tells me all I need to know. "You son of a bitch. You think you can intimidate her? Officers like you give the rest of us a bad name." Going in