Ace"No Anthony! Don't you dare!" she screams as I pull her from the dry, sandy beach, toward the crashing waves on the shoreline. I try not to notice the way her tits shake in the cups of her bikini as we push and pull one another. Try not to notice the beaded nipple against the fabric. It wouldn't take much for me to pull her into my arms and crush her against my chest."C'mon, I'll protect you." I grin at her, grabbing hold of her hand and coaxing her to where the waves and beach meet. "I don't know if I trust you, Ace."I give her my best grin. "Violet, you trust the fuck outta me. It's why we're sharing a bed."Her face blushes a pink shade that matches the skin peeking out from beneath the turquoise bikini she's wearing. The very bikini that had made me do a double take when she'd walked out of our bathroom this morning. Even though she and I have been hanging out, it's typically in sweatpants and t-shirts. What's covering her body today isn't leaving much to the im
Ace"Do you think this is okay?" I turn my gaze from where I'm looking out of our glass balcony doors to the sound of Violet's voice. She stands framed in the doorway of our suite, in the most beautiful dress I've ever seen her in. Having the sister I do, I know a thing or two about dresses. She could give Whitney a run for her money in the southern debutante category.Violet is a vision of a wet dream in this pink/peachy thing with a hem higher in the front to show off her muscular thigh, lower in the back to help showcase the tan she got today. Her arms are on full display and the lace cut outs at the top are playing peak-a-boo with her perfect cleavage. Her long hair is down – I hardly ever see it that way, but it's curly (which I've never seen) and she's got this dark stain on her lips. The stain gives me ideas about how that dark color would look smudged at the corners, or maybe smeared up and down my cock as she goes down on me. "Anthony?" Her voice is full of uncertainty,
VioletAnthony hasn't mentioned the kiss from last night, and I haven't either. To be honest, I'm not sure how to bring it up. If he can't remember it or if he did it because he was drunk, and it meant nothing…it will devastate me.That's not to say it didn't affect me. I went to bed with my lips tingling and spent all night convincing myself not to cuddle up next to his warmth. By not mentioning it, I figure I'm saving us both the embarrassment – him for doing it and me for thinking it might have meant something."You look amazing." Anthony's voice is hoarse as his green eyes sweep up and down my body. I can feel it in the fiber of my being. My skin pricks with awareness, and I can feel my breasts swell against the lace of my bra. I didn't start having actual physical reactions to men until this one came into my life.This dress is the prettiest thing I've ever owned. An aqua blue color with a lace overlay on top, flowers running up and down it. Whitney went through her closet
VioletThree Weeks Later"That's all I have for y'all today." The teacher at the front of the class checks her watch. "I know it's fifteen minutes early, but let's go ahead and cut out. I'm sure we've all had a long day."When I started night classes, I wasn't sure what to expect since before this I didn't have more than a high school education. There was a fear I wouldn't measure up to the other students, but I learned quickly we all had our own stories. Meeting Karina Holland changed my academic life. She'd tutored Leighton in one of the subjects she needed some help with, and when I told her off-handedly I wanted to go back to school, she'd made it happen. As I put my backpack on my shoulders and pick up my bottle of water, she stops in front of me, a welcoming smile on her face."You doin' okay, Violet?""I am." And I mean it. The last few months have been difficult, but I'm happy with this life I've carved out for myself. I'm doing better than I ever imagined I would be.
VioletTonight has turned out to be super long. Rolling my neck around on my shoulders, I reach over to the bedside table and grab my cell phone, checking the time. A little after midnight. It's a good thing I don't have to work tomorrow, because I can't get my brain to shut off. I wonder if Anthony's having the same problem I'm having.V: Abs of steel, you awake?Immediately I see the three little dots on my phone, indicating he's awake and typing a message.A: Yeah, I can't sleep after what went down with Caleb.V: We're in the same boat. A: Come over, we can watch TV or something.Those were the words I wanted to hear. Being stuck here by myself with nothing to distract my brain made me think of everything I could have done differently for the last ten years of my life. Things that have no bearing on my life today are all I can think about. Pushing the covers off my body, I get out of bed. Looking down at myself, I realize I need a pair of sweatpants and a bra under t
VioletBreakfast rush is over, allowing Leighton and I to lazily fill the syrup dispensers and talk about what's been going on in our lives. Since the wedding, I feel like all of us have been balls to the wall. We haven't hung out in forever, and after what happened between Anthony and I a few nights ago, I'm wondering if I want to discuss it with my friend or not."You and Ace looked pretty close at the wedding." She hits my elbow with her own as she cuts her eyes at me.Stupidly I wonder if she can see what happened between us all over my face. I can feel my cheeks heat, and my thoughts are plunged back into how I felt on top of him with his hand caressing my entire body. It would be a lie if I said I have thought about anything other than that particular situation since it happened. Pulling myself out of the memory, I give her a look."Just because you're married and pregnant doesn't mean that everyone else has to be too," I joke with her, secretly super happy she and Holden
Ace"Requesting back up at the bottoms, down by the boat ramp."I can hear Tank's voice on the radio. It seems amused, tired, and inquisitive as he requests another patrol car to come help him. I'm in the area, so I pick up the radio and call in my position. Flipping on my lights, I accelerate so that the police package in my cruiser responds. Carefully, I make my way through the bottoms, and in minutes I'm pulling in behind his car, turning off my siren.Getting out, I take in what I see in front of me. Tank's got what appears to be a teenage guy and a teenage girl leaning against the back of his patrol car. He doesn't have them cuffed, so I'm assuming it's not that big of a deal, whatever went down, so now I'm wondering why he called for backup."What's going on?"He turns to me so that we face each other, but neither of our backs are to the kids. "I was doing a round down here, making sure nobody was loitering or doing anything they weren't supposed to be doing, when I saw
AceIt's a slow night in Laurel Springs – my kind of night to be honest. When there aren't people acting insane and hell bent on breaking the law. I'm an hour away from going off shift and ready to Netflix and spend some time with Violet. We've been good since our interlude on the couch, but I'm unsure how much longer I'll be able to keep my hands off of her. She's an itch I can't scratch, a temptation I can't give into. Sitting on the side of the highway, I'm randomly clocking speed while finishing up some of the reports I have lingering from earlier in the night. A few cars have gone by about five over the speed limit, and I've let them go because it's only going to cause me more paperwork. There's something else I want to see tonight rather than a stack of reports. I'm finishing up the last paper to work on when a car goes screaming by me. I glance at the mounted radar, whistling when I see they were easily twenty-five over. Punching my radio, I call in my position and give