Fool Me Once

“And you chose to become a police officer.” When she says the words, there’s zero judgement in them, and I sigh in relief. I can’t imagine doing anything other than what I do, but if it means being with Blakely and Zane, I would give it up.

“I did. But with my brother and mom upset with me, and Keith having died while working for this department, I decided to take a job elsewhere. Give everybody some space. I knew my brother would be returning eventually, and I didn’t want to throw my decision in his face. So, I moved to Jacksonville to live with my dad’s brother. My uncle Frank. He’s also a police officer and heads up the Jacksonville Police Department.”

“So this whole time you were in Jacksonville?”

“Yeah, I spent the last three years there training to become a narcotics detective. My uncle is one of the best there is.”

“You wanted to avenge your brother’s death,” she says.

“Yes and no. Did I hope to one day catch the asshole who killed him? Of course. But I also want to work to keep the drugs off the streets in the first place. I saw firsthand what drugs can do to someone, and Kolton wasn’t even addicted. I knew from the moment Keith died I wanted to be a part of the Narcotics Division. I took all the required tests and was trained by my uncle.

“And then my dad called and told me it was happening again. There was a guy selling drugs to students on campus. Nobody here knew I was a cop, so it would be perfect for me to go undercover. As far as everyone was concerned, I was back to finish my degree.”

“And then you ran into me.”

I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face. “And then I ran into you.” Needing to touch her in some way, I pull her back toward me and take her hands in mine. “I wanted to tell you. I swear I did. The minute I found out about Zane, I went to my dad and told him to take me off the case. He asked me to give it a little longer and then we would discuss it. But then I caught Brenton selling at the party he brought you to and we were just too close.”

Blakely nods in understanding. “I get it. It really hurt to feel left out, but I understand now.”

“I love you so much,” I tell her, pulling her into my lap. “When you mentioned us moving in together, it killed me to not be able to say yes, but I had to keep up with appearances. I hated that you thought I wasn’t all in.” I press my lips to hers and then add, “I’m all in, Blakely. All fucking in.”

I turn her around so she’s straddling my lap. “Please tell me we can find a way to move past this. To be together and be a family.”

“I was so scared,” she admits softly. “When I found out you were a police officer, I was so mad at you for lying, but I was also really scared. If something happened to you.” Her delicate hands frame my face. “I didn’t even know you’re a cop and you could’ve been killed.”

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t tell you,” I tell her. “But I’ll keep my promise to you and let you know any time there’s something I can’t talk to you about. And I swear to you I’ll do everything in my power to make it home every day.” It’s all I can give her. I won’t ever lie to her again. And if I promise nothing will ever happen to me, it would be a lie. She needs to go into this knowing the truth. My job is dangerous. Hell, life is dangerous. And anything can happen to any of us.

“I want this,” she says. “I want you and me and Zane. I want a life with you.” No sweeter words have ever been spoken.

Grabbing her by her ass, I lift her and carry her to the master bedroom, thankful that I thought to at least buy a bed for the place. I lay her on the mattress and she looks up at me with happiness mixed with lust. We shed our clothes within seconds, and our mouths fuse together. Her hands glide across my skin while mine worship her perfect body. Her legs are spread, and I enter her completely, needing to be as connected to her as possible. I make love to Blakely fast and hard at first, and then, when I feel myself getting close to coming, I slow it down. Reaching down, I apply pressure to her swollen clit and her body ignites under my touch. She screams out my name as her tight, warm pussy squeezes my dick, milking every last drop of my seed that I spill into her.