he rolled me over, so he was on top of me.
“Hi.” He smiled.
I smiled back. My lips tingled in anticipation as I waited to be kissed. My wish was fulfilled, when he leaned down, his soft lips meeting mine. He tugged at the sheet, eventually yanking it free and tossing it aside. His hands roamed my body, my skin screaming at his touch.
“You’re so beautiful.” He ran his fingers through my hair, as he stared at me as though he was just seeing me for the first time. We kissed again, his taste something I couldn’t get enough of. “Kait.” He breathed, his voice pained. I looked up, confused as he moved himself off me, laying down next to me on the floor. He banged his head against the hard wood of the floor. Over and over.
“What are you doing?” I asked, alarmed, ‘What’s wrong?”
“We can’t do this, Kait.” He sighed. I sat up, confused. This was the second time after as many sexual encounters that he was blowing me off. What the hell was wrong with this guy? More to the point, what was wrong with me?
“Seriously Devon? Again? Why the fuck didn’t you just leave me alone?” I was pissed off. Was this some kind of game to him? Did he get a kick out of messing with my feelings?
I struggled off the floor, grabbing the sheet to cover myself with. Storming back to the bedroom, I grabbed my clothes
“Because I don’t want to. I can’t.” He added, following me. He sighed again, “I told myself last time it wasn’t going to happen again. And then seeing you yesterday...” He sat on a chair, his elbows resting on his knees.
“My partner Lacey? She told my boss she suspects I’m involved with a family member of my current case.”
Wow. What a bitch. I had gotten the feeling that she didn’t like me during our brief meeting, but this was extreme.
“Why?” I asked, as I quickly dressed.
He looked up at the ceiling, exhaling. “Lacey and I were a couple. We dated. For a year. She doesn’t handle me being involved with anyone else very well.”
“When did it end? You and her?”
“About 18 months ago. It just didn’t work out.” He shrugged. I got the feeling that it hadn’t been working out for him, not so much her.
“And you still work together?” I snorted, finding this particularly funny. Devon shot me a look. Okay, so he wasn’t amused. “So she told your boss what, exactly?”
“That I’ve been sleeping with you. I can’t be with you, Kait. Not while this case is still active.”
“Right.” I nodded, not sure what else I could say, “How long is this case likely to be active? What if she never turns up?”
“Then it will be turned over to another department.” He didn’t add that could be months, or even years away. I watched TV. I knew how this all worked. Besides, this all felt a little too convenient. I was completely convinced that had there been no conflict, we’d be all systems a go.
“Okay. Well. Thanks for this. Can you call me a cab please?”
“Come on, Kait, don’t be silly. Let me drive you home.” He walked towards me. I held my hands up, indicating I did not want him any closer.
“No, seriously, I’d rather take a cab, thanks.” I said, my tone short.
Mumbling under his breath, he grabbed his phone and ordered me a cab.
“I’ll wait outside.” I said, walking for the door.
“Kait!” He all but yelled. “Don’t be fucking stupid. You’re acting like a child. It’s freezing outside!”
“I’m a child?” I laughed incredulously, not quite believing what I was hearing, “You’ve slept with me twice, well three times actually, with no intention of having this go anywhere!”
I opened the door, the cool hit of the air slapping me in the face. My stubbornness winning out, I walked to the curb and sat. I heard the slam of his front door. It was then the tears began to flow.
Maybe I was acting like a child, but all I wanted was some straight fucking answers. I thought I deserved that much, at least. I felt like I was on a merry go round when I was with Devon, and at any time I was going to fall off.
Chapter Twenty-One
I woke before the alarm sounded. Lying in bed, I stared at the ceiling trying to figure out if I should tell Neri or not. If I were her, I’d want to be told, but I also knew