“So I have a choice. Join them or die?”
“No, you have a third choice, learn control and then hide. Hide in plain sight. Do your job everyday, go home, walk your dog and shag your wife. Do nothing unusual and they will never notice you.”
“My dog and wife?”
“Well to blend in that’s what it takes. A family. A job. Fit in and be free. Stand out and die.”
“not much of a choice...”
“You say that now, but be honest with yourself Blake. A wife, kids, steady job on the Force, isn’t that what you want from life? So just do it. The only difference is that now you have a secret that you can’t tell anyone. Not even your soulmate.”
“Well now that you have my future all planned out how will I know what my gift is?”
“You know how to meditate?”
“Do I look like I know how to meditate?”
“You look like you know how to do many things; run a mile, build a shelf, catch a killer. Meditation’s not one of them. Time to learn though. Unless you wanna take up yoga?”
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Or a scene from a few pages earlier....
“So I’m betting you don’t usually do that when you’re on the clock?”
“Nope. Maybe I should, although I think the other guys would be a tad freaked out.”
“Oh I don’t know Blake, I can’t be the only one to think of alternate uses for crime scene tape.”
“Oh?”
“If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”
“Seems a bit excessive.”
“I always do things to extreme. Killing you with kisses so to speak.”
“So there’s kissing involved...”
“Oh please, there’s far more than kissing involved.”
“Now you have to tell me!”
“Or what? You’ll spank me?”
“How is it a punishment if you want it?”
“I could be a masochist...”
“Please you are far too sadistic for that.”
“Oh ouch. You wound me.”
“Liar.”
“Well in any case you should learn to be more innovative.”
“Like this?”
He grabbed her wrists in one large hand tying them to the headboard with his belt.
“Nice try, but amateurish my dear.”
Chaos easily wriggled free and laughing pulled him close for a kiss. It was playful, a gentle exploration unlike the previous passion-fuelled heated clash of teeth and tongue. She could taste herself on his tongue as he could no doubt taste himself on hers. Too soon he pulled away. Their eyes met and fear rose inside her. There were definite feelings here, something growing between them that wouldn’t be denied. But they had to be.
“You know there can’t be anything more than this right?”
“Sex without love is an empty experience, but my mother always said to try new experiences, and I don’t feel like giving whatever this is up yet.”
I agree with you about NaNo being harder than it looks. I finally caught up with my word count over the weekend, but only because I wrote 4,000 words for three days in a row.
ReplyDeleteI ended the weekend exhausted, and I still need to write 1,667 words tonight to stay caught up.