Coup De Grâce (Code 11-KPD SWAT 7)

Nikki once again waved it off. “No, I’m not interested in champagne tonight. I want to enjoy this night, not forget it.”

Somewhat mollified, Georgia took the drink to her lips and sipped, keeping her eyes on Nikki, studying her.

I studied Nikki, too.

She’d not had a drink in a very long time, now that I thought about it.

Why?

Making a note to question her later, I turned back to the conversation at hand.

“So they’re making budget cuts? Where? Are they going to take away our new body armor? The vehicles that they promised? The overtime pay that they force us to take?” Nico asked in outrage at hearing what Luke had just said.

Luke shook his head. “I’m only telling you the rumors I’m hearing, and explaining why I’ll be attending the town hall meeting.”

“Well, how about they lower the amount of pay the mayor makes, or some of the city officials? Why not take the budget cuts out of the fuckin’ flowers that they plant in the middle of the road. Or the new red lights they keep putting up that only do more problem than good,” Nico muttered darkly.

Luke held his hands up in surrender.

“That’s why I mentioned it. I want y’all to go to the meeting with me this Friday,” Luke said.

After a few grunts of confirmation, Luke turned to me.

“I’ve also wanted to talk to you today, too, but I could never get you. Have you heard any more about those murders?” He asked.

We all knew which ones he was talking about.

Everyone did.

It was now public information after the fourth one in forty square miles and two weeks happened.

“Wolf is up and talking, but he’s only been able to give the minutest of details. He can attest to the black clothes, the black hoodie, and the black boots. We know he had black hair, and he was about five foot nine or ten. Whipcord lean. About one hundred and eighty pounds,” I told them. “But y’all already know that. Parker and Elliott aren’t sharing much else yet. Wolf is getting released on Monday, though. And, hopefully, he’ll be approved to adopt Nathan like he’s looking to do since he has no other family,” I informed them.

Luke nodded.

“I heard the boy’s finally doing better,” Downy said around a mouthful of cake. “When’s he get to go home?”

I shook my head. “Only time will tell with him. He’s got some swelling on his brain that’s causing him to act a lot differently than he was before, so they’re waiting for that to go down some more before they make any plans of him getting released.”

“Fuck,” Miller said, pulling his beer up to his lips and taking a sip.

My sentiments exactly.

“You’re pregnant!” Noel crowed. “That’s why you’re not drinking.”

My heart froze in my chest at the declaration from Nikki’s little sister, and I started to pay a little more attention.

“What? No! I’m not!” Nikki shook her head savagely.

Even though she denied it immediately, I started to connect some dots.

Throwing up.

No period that I’d seen as of yet.

And I would’ve noticed any of the million times we’d fucked in the past month and a half.

Weight gain.

Why she needed new pants at the mall today.

Why her nipples were so fuckin’ tender lately.

I’d barely brushed them in the shower this morning, and it had her begging for me all over again.

“’Scuse me,” I muttered, eyes connecting with Nikki’s.

Her eyes widened slightly, flaring with something I couldn’t read, and then disappeared before she schooled her features.

Then she excused herself from her friends and followed me out of the restaurant, then further outside.

I didn’t stop until we were in the shadows along the side of the building.

I could hear Nikki’s flip flops flapping against her feet as she walked behind me.

The wind from the impending storm flapping her skirt as she hurried to catch up to me.

But my strides were too fast for her.

She didn’t catch up to me until I stopped in shadows so deep that I couldn’t tell she was standing in front of me before I moved my arms out to catch her before she slammed into my front.

“Now’s not the time for lying, Nikki,” I said breathlessly.

I was breathless because I was freaking the fuck out.

I was a doctor for fuck’s sake.

I knew the signs.

I was also smarter than I’d been acting.

I guess I wanted so bad to give Nikki the benefit of the doubt that I ignored the signs.

I never looked to see if she was taking the birth control.

Mother. Fucker.

“Michael,” she said, pressing her hand against my abs.

And I suddenly forgot what she and I were fighting about.

Mostly because her mouth was on mine, and her hands were wrapping around my neck.

She held on tight as I started to fight her, but then she pressed those delicious hips against my raging cock, and I forgot that I was mad.

Forgot that my life had just changed.

Forgot that she was trying to distract me.

Because she did distract me.

And I took the bait.

Hook, line, and fucking sinker.

My mouth slammed down on hers as I gathered her up into my arms.

The slinky skirt that reached her ankles tangling up in her legs as I tried to lift her up.

She and I both shoved the skirt up until it rested up around her hips, then I moved until I pressed her against the brick wall of the building we’d just exited.

“Nikki,” I growled, grinding my dick into her pussy.

“Yeah?” She asked, need evident in her voice.

She rocked her hips against my cock, and keened when I hit her clit just right.

“Please…just don’t lie,” I begged.

She didn’t answer, which I guess that was answer enough.

“Nikki,” I said, reaching between us to rip my cock free from the dress slacks and place it at her entrance. “Why?”

She shook her head. “I did everything right. I swear on my life, Michael. I did everything right.”

My eyes closed, and my heart felt like it was breaking as she sank down slowly onto my cock.

Her heat fisted my dick, covering each and every single inch of skin covering my length.