Shelby"You're not telling me what I wanna know, Ransom." I blow out a breath, annoyed at the man standing in front of me. He adjusts his stance, crossing his arms over his chest. Rambo whines, sitting at attention. The dog knows me, I reach out and give him a pet on the head. When I look back up at Ransom, he's side-eyeing me. "Shelby, if it were up to me, I'd give you the info you want, but you have to make an open records request. It's an ongoing investigation.""That's horseshit and you know it. If I'd been listening to the scanner, I would've heard it.""Then I suggest you get a scanner, or talk to your BFF Sullivan and see if he can help you."This time I cross my arms over my chest, tilting my head to the side. "I have a scanner. Don't be a dick, Ransom."He chuckles, uncrossing his arms and running a hand down his face. "Not my intention, Counselor.""Don't call me that," I snap."But it's okay for Sully to call you that, huh? I'm tellin' ya. Go talk to him,
Sullivan"If my mama found out, she'd kill me." I wave off the money Shelby is trying to force into my hand. "Besides, you brought the drinks." I pick my cup up, downing it as I make my way to the door. The doorbell rings again. "Coming.""That'll be twenty-three even."I put thirty in the delivery guy's hand. "Keep the change."Shelby's at my kitchen counter again, mixing herself another drink. "You sure you want a second one so quick?""Today's been a real shit day, Sully." She uses her finger to stir, before bringing it up to her mouth. The way she closes her lips around the tip goes right to my dick. I know she didn't mean for it to, but I'm a man who finds her attractive. I can't seem to help it. Walking over, I grab her hand, before bringing it up to my lips. "Why don't you let me make it better for you?"Her eyes are dark as she watches my movements, seeming to take in every single one. "Oh yeah?" She brings her bottom lip in between her teeth. "What would you
ShelbyEverything on my body shakes as Sullivan stands, dragging me along with him. I'm almost positive my brain is somewhere on the kitchen floor beneath us when he grabs hold of my hair, pushing me down to my knees.His hand wraps around the back of my neck, before bringing it down, tilting my chin up. The gravel in his voice is enough to put goosebumps on every inch of my exposed skin.His thumb rubs over my lips, both harsh and gentle at the same time. "If you feel uncomfortable, let me know. I'll never go further than you allow, but I warn you, Counselor, I can be overwhelming."Sucking his thumb between my lips, I run my tongue around the tip before letting him withdraw. "Maybe I want overwhelming."Eyes the color of coffee cloud with a desire I've never seen from any other man I've been with. Male hands answer with jerky movements unbutton his jeans and slide the denim along with his boxers to the floor. "You ready?" The tone dark, sexual, and every bit as dangerous
Sullivan"You've got a weird grin on your face.""Am I not allowed to grin?""You're normally not this jovial.""I always am when I'm with you, Ro." I throw my arm around my sister's neck, pulling her in tightly as we stroll through downtown Laurel Springs. It's cold today, our breath visible in the daylight. She snuggles in closely, allowing me to block the wind. "Don't give me bullshit, Sully. What's got you smiling so much?"We're in the square, and my eyes inadvertently go to Shelby's office. There's no denying it when Ro squeals, turning fully to face me."You and Shelby?""It's new." I hold my hands up, surrendering. She's a better interrogator than I am. "I'm not even sure what's going on with us.""What do you mean? You should be positive about this woman."Shoving my fists in my uniform pants, I shrug into myself. "If there's anything I've learned, I can't be positive until I know for sure.""I'm sorry about things ended with you and Candice."I haven'
SullivanI make sure I don't turn my back on the two of them as I escort her toward my patrol car. When we get there, I lean against it so I can keep an eye on what's occurring over at the door."Can you tell me what happened here tonight?" I ask her carefully."Nothing." She folds her arms over her chest, effectively trying to shut me out.With eyes that have watched too many other women in this situation, I see it all. The dried tears along her cheeks, the makeup she's tried to put on in a rush to conceal what's been done to her, the smeared mascara. The signs are all there, but there's one that gets me every time.The eyes.They always tell what the mouth won't. The fear, sadness, isolation, and hopelessness of a situation they can't seem to change."You're safe.""I know I am." She raises her chin slightly. "My husband would never hurt me."I wonder how many times she's told herself those words as she cleans up her face, or puts a homemade splint on a sprain.
ShelbyGlancing at the clock, I blow out a relieved breath when I see it reads five. This has been one of the longest work days ever. Probably because my night with Sullivan ran late.A smirk plays along my lips as I think about what Sully and I did in his apartment. Today I haven't heard from him, but that's not completely unusual. More than likely he's been busy, just like I have.My phone buzzes with a text, and I grab it as if it could walk away at any second.K: We still on for coffee?S: YES! Will be there ASAP, closing up the office right now.Coffee with Karsyn. I can't believe I forgot. Start thinking about Sullivan and everything else leaves my brain. Quickly, I grab my briefcase and purse, throw my coat over my arm, and hurry to the door. I guess I'm lucky A Whole Latte Love, the new coffee shop in town, is about a block from my office. Setting the alarm is second nature, and then I'm on the sidewalk. There aren't many people out and about today. As I shive
Sullivan"Pass the fuckin' ball, Ransom." I hold my hands up, showing I'm open. He glances over at me, trying to find a place where he can do as I've asked. He's being double-teamed by Cutter and Devante. "Whatcha gonna do now?" Cutter talks shit to his brother. "We're all on you like white on rice.""Get a new analogy." He lobs the ball over his head, about as far from me as he can get. Since they're both surrounding him though, it allows me to make a break for it, but so does Tank, who's on their team. I see him diving for it, so I do the same, knowing I'm taller than him and have longer arms. We hit the hardwood floor together, but I manage to tip the ball in favor of my team.This will fucking hurt tomorrow, or maybe even tonight, but I can't deny how good it feels to get physical on the court. This is something I needed, especially after having to deal with Frank Gentry.The two of us push ourselves up on shaky arms."You alright?" he asks, bending over at the wais
ShelbyAs I leave the bathroom, I chance another look back at Sully. He's already rested his head against the tub, and seems to be deep in his thoughts. I can't help but wonder who takes care of him, after he takes care of the rest of the world. My heart speeds up to scary levels when I realize I want to be that person for him. It's the first time I've ever had those thoughts about someone else. I would have to have them during one of the most transitional points of my life. Shaking my head, I walk to the kitchen, trying to figure out what I can make him for dinner. I haven't been grocery shopping in a while. I'm very much content with cereal and a banana for dinner more often than not, but I know that won't do for the man in my bathroom. Rifling through the cabinets, I spot some rice. Pulling it out, I check the expiration date, because I'm pretty sure I brought this from my old apartment. Sweet, two months to go. "He'll want something to off-set the carbs." I look behin