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
TuckerI don't know who's more nervous, me or Karsyn. I'm holding her hand in a death grasp as we drive toward the federal facility in Birmingham. Neither one of us slept last night. I felt like we were awake every hour asking if the other was okay. "Talk to me," she whispers. "I need you to talk to me."It feels like I don't have anything to talk about, but I search for anything to put her at ease."The first time I saw you, I knew you were going to be mine." I grin over at her.She rolls her eyes blowing out a breath. "Sure you did.""No, I did. I told Ransom that night after I gave you the ticket, I was going to date you. When I told him your name, he gave me the rundown on you working at the clinic.""Yet, you still didn't call me, even though I left my number on the ticket," she teases."Let's be honest, I get flirted with a lot since I'm a man in uniform. I didn't think I was anything special, and it was presumptuous of me to call," I admit. "What did you tell
KarsynIt's been years since I've seen Clarence Night, fourteen to be exact. He looks different than I imagined. In my mind, the last fourteen years he's remained the same way he was the day he kidnapped me. His hair a light brown, skin tanned by the sun, clean-shaven, and muscles honed by doing whatever he did before he took me. I'm unprepared for the man who walks out with his hands shackled to his feet. While these last fourteen years have been good for me, it's obvious they've been awful for him. Gone is the light brown hair, replaced with gray and greasy splotches of white, the skin that was once vibrant now has a pallor almost looking jaundiced, the muscles he used to hold me still and silent aren't there anymore either. He's a shell of the man he once was, and while I thought I'd be happy about that, I'm not. I feel sorry for him in a way. Yes, what he did scarred me, but at least I got to live.Looking at him?He never did.That doesn't sway me though, I still have a
TuckerI watch Karsyn stand up to deliver her victim impact statement, proud as hell of her. I know how hard this was, could tell in the way she became quiet on me in the past few days. Withdrawing into herself is a coping mechanism and I allowed it, but after this I want her to be one thousand percent honest with me about what's going through her head.As her voice shakes, I reach over from where I sit beside her, rubbing my hand up and down her back. I don't want to take anything away from what she's doing, but I want her to know I'm here. Anger is making it almost impossible for me to sit without making a sound, though, as she mentions things she's never told me. Not that I ever expected her to tell me every bit of what happened to her while she was with him, but I'm angry. Angry enough I'd like five fucking minutes alone with this piece of shit.She's crying now, and it's literally tearing me apart. I hate to hear that vulnerable lilt to her voice. It upsets me to know she
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