Karsyn"Thanks for coming with me today." I get into Tucker's truck, smoothing my skirt down.I took a half-day at work, because I'm going to go meet with my new victim advocate. Smarter than I ever gave him credit for, Tucker's idea of looking through the LSERT got me an attorney who took my case as soon as she heard my problem. Today, I'm going to meet Shelby Bruce. "No problem." He reaches over, grabbing my hand with his. "You know I'll be with you every step of the way.""I know, but I'm still nervous." I worry with my hair, twirling a strand of it around my finger. "It's understandable. What are you most nervous about?"How do I explain to him that I think I'm going to have to relive what happened to me this time? "Telling my story. Previously, the people in Tennessee knew what happened. They remembered it vividly, I never truly had to tell the story. Here, I think most people aren't going to know, and I'll have to explain in great detail. Then what if they don't bel
TuckerNormally I don't attack my workouts with the ferociousness I'm attacking this one with today. Most of the guys I typically get in the department gym with will tell you I'm level. I jog at a consistent pace; I don't go fast then slow, I don't lift heavy then light. Always level-headed, always the median. That's me.Today though? Today all the fucking anger about what happened to Karsyn is coming out. I'm looking to completely exhaust my body, because I don't want to have another night of tossing and turning, trying to get what I learned happen to her out of my head. I'd thought I'd been prepared to hear, being the tough guy I am, seeing what I've seen. None of that prepared me for how I felt when I listened to what happened to her. As a cop, I can definitely separate myself from the victims I help every day. This situation taught me I can't separate myself from Karsyn."You may wanna slow it down," Ransom says as he starts on the treadmill next to me. "You're gonna stomp
KarsynFloored is an understatement, I never expected Tucker to give me a key to his house. Parking in his driveway, I feel a warmth in my heart I haven't felt in a long time. I'm trying to temper my expectations, but it's hard when Tucker keeps blowing them out of the water.My cell buzzes in the cup holder. Reaching over, I grab it out, smiling as I see a message from the man on my mind. T: The code to turn the alarm off is 6701.K: Thank you! I didn't even think about that.T: The last thing you need is the alarm company calling the cops because you're in a cop's house without the alarm code.K: True! Unless that means you're gonna be the one cuffing and strip searching me! ::wink:: Grabbing up all my stuff, I get out of the car, shutting the driver's side door with my hip. It's odd, turning this key and walking into his lair. It's like the culmination of a dream I knew I had, but didn't want to admit. For the first time, I allow myself to look around, to really g
Tucker"What the fuck is this meeting?" I have a seat next to Ransom.I was awoken by a phone call saying that every available officer in the area needed to report to the Laurel Springs PD for a mandatory meeting."No fuckin' idea," he yawns. "My ass was asleep, I didn't even brush my hair."Glancing up at him, I see that it's every which way, and Rambo is most definitely asleep at his feet. "Same." I grin. "Fuck you, dude, you don't even have to brush your hair.""I was still woken up, so don't bitch at me like I don't understand your plight."He rolls his eyes. "Do you have to use such big words?""Yes, yes I do."He flips me off, and right as I'm about to say something else to him, Mason steps in front of the group. "I'll be giving a briefing in just a few minutes, if everyone could start to settle down and find a seat."That's his way of letting everyone know we're being too loud and he wants us to shut the fuck up. I'm cracking my back as Nick and Caleb ent
Karsyn"Thank you again!" "You don't have to thank me," I remind Kelsea one more time. "It's really not that big of a deal. If you want to thank someone, thank Tucker for letting us use his house." I look back at Tucker who has the biggest smile on his face."Thank you, Tucker." She hugs him. "I appreciate it, so much.""No problem." He smiles wider, and I just know he's planning to do something. "Go, get home to your hubby." I push her toward the door. "Ella's asleep and D is playing with Major. Get out while you can.""We'll be back to pick them up." She worries her lip in between her teeth."I didn't think you'd just leave them here," Tucker deadpans. "I'm down to watch them for a few hours, but I'm too selfish to be a parent right now."Kelsea's smile disappears from her face. "Oh no, that's not what I meant.""He's joking, Kels. Go!"This time I do push her out of the door, locking it when I finally get her past the threshold. "What are you doing?" I look at
Tucker"Come out with your hands up." I hold Major tightly in my grip. "If you don't, I'm sending in the dog and you will get bit."Caleb stands beside me, his gun trained on the car we've chased through half of Laurel County. They wrecked out, and none of us can see in the car, all we can see is a little movement, and it doesn't sit well with any of us. There could be a gun in there, and we can't see it. "Do it one more time," he advises me."Driver! Come out with your hands up. If you don't I'm sending in the dog and you will get bit."Major barks loudly, sounding ferocious even to me. That turns out to be the thing that makes the driver speak up."I'm coming out!" he yells. We all watch on high alert as he shimmies his way out of the wreckage. "Can you stand up?" Caleb questions."Yes, give me just a minute."Once the driver stands up, Caleb calls out directions to him. "Face away from us with your hands up. Take three steps back and go down to your knees."
Karsyn"Shit!" I hiss as I drop the tray with the freshly cleaned medical equipment on it. I fight against the tears that are pressing against the back of my eyelids. "Are you okay?" Kels asks as she bends down, helping me pick them up. My hands shake, and I hate it. Literally hate it more than anything at this point. "I'm fine." I angrily swipe at the tears that have squeezed past my eyes."No you're not. What's wrong?"Since Kels became a mother, she's much more in tune with everything around her. I wouldn't say she feels more than she used to, because she's always been super emphatic. Now though? It's like times a thousand. I have a seat on the floor because I can't seem to pick myself up from where I've bent down. "The hearing's tomorrow," I whisper."Already? For some reason I thought there were at least a couple more weeks," she sighs, having a seat next to me."I wish." I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, bringing my knees up to my chest, tucking my chin in
KarsynUp above his shoulders I'm part scared, part turned on, which is causing the best kind of tickle in my stomach. Gripping his head in my fingers, I hang on tight as he moves the barrier of my panties aside and waits for what feels like a lifetime. "C'mon, Tucker," I encourage him, sick of the anticipation. "Patience." He blows against my clit, causing me to shiver. I've never been the type of person to be patient when it comes to my pleasure. I want it when I want it, and he knows this. Just as I'm about to say something else to him, I feel his tongue flick against my flesh. "Shit, Tucker." I tilt my head back against the wall, letting him do whatever he wants to me. He goes in hard, licking and sucking, doing all the things he knows will bring me to my knees (if I could go to my knees). When he hitches me up a bit higher onto one shoulder and drags a finger down my slit, slightly pressing it inside me, my eyes open widely. Is it in arousal? Surprise? I'm not sure w