“Baby, I haven’t had a woman in five years. This isn’t f**kin’ easy seein’ as all I can think is I wanna bury myself inside you, good for me but it’s been so long, I take what I want, it’s not gonna be good for you. You wanna cut me some slack so I can make sure I see to you before I see to me?”
She blinked. Then her eyes warmed and he watched, right there, an inch away as she flipped the switch and her light flooded out, bathing him in brightness.
Then a loud knock came at the door.
She froze under him and he stilled on top of her. His hand was still between her legs and his c**k was still hard and he was about ten minutes away from finally making his wife his wife and someone was knocking on the f**king door on f**king Sunday morning.
“Jesus, f**k, you gotta be kidding,” he muttered.
“Ty Walker! Carnal Police. Need a word.”
The limbs Lexie had around him tightened but his head turned to look at the back of the couch.
He didn’t see couch. He saw red.
“Jesus, f**k, you gotta be f**king kidding,” he clipped then knifed off his wife.
“Ty, let me get it,” she called from behind him.
“I got it,” he growled, prowling to the door.
“No, honey, please.” He heard her, she was up and on the move, he could tell by the way her feet hit the floor that she was rushing. “You need to let me get it.”
He didn’t let her get it. He walked to the door and tore it open.
Then he saw him.
Fucking motherfucker.
“What?” he clipped and then he felt her at his back, close, pressing her body to him, just to the side so she could peer around.
“You’re home,” good old boy, ass**le, so f**king dirty he was filthy cop, Officer Rowdy Crabtree noted.
“Yeah, you’ve known that awhile, Rowdy, seein’ as you followed us to Carnal from the Colorado state line.”
He felt Lexie press closer to his back.
Rowdy didn’t respond, his eyes moved to Lexie who was peeking around his side.
“Mrs. Walker, nice to meet you, ma’am,” he stated, dipping his chin.
Motherfucker.
“Uh… hi,” she said softly.
Rowdy’s eyes tipped up to Walker’s.
“Pretty. You get her off the internet, order her from prison or somethin’?”
Motherfucker.
Walker locked it down and asked, “You here for a reason, Rowdy?”
Rowdy nodded his head. “Yup. Just stopped by, makin’ sure you checked in with your parole officer.”
“Think maybe you could ask my parole officer that?” Walker asked.
“Didn’t think a’ that.”