“I thought you said he was retiring?”
“He is but he’s sick too. I don't know from what and I didn't ask. I think he would have told me if he wanted me to know. He didn't look good at all though.”
“Maybe, he’ll get better. And he will have time to just live now since he isn't spending his hours working all the time.”
“True. Most lawyers I know, although I don't like the majority, spend more time working than anything. Maybe that’s why they are such…” I stopped myself.
“So how is your job? Any good cases you can share?”
“I can share some things.” I said.
Breigh leaned in to listen to me, truly interested.
“Have you seen the news about this perp who is robbing elderly ladies? And hitting them in the process?”
“I heard that it happened at James Baptist. What kind of lowlife would hurt the elderly, and in front of a church of all places?”
“The suspect is a grown man and we are having all kinds of hell tracking him down. I am making it my focus right now; it just has me ready to kill him. The poor ladies were so bruised and cut up from the falls. Really broke my heart.”
“I know you'll catch him.”
“And I hope I am able to get him charged with the highest charge, so he has to actually pay for his crime. If he is beating on elderly then there is no telling what else he is doing. Or even better, let me do to him what he did to the victims.” I had begun to grit my teeth, feeling my anger rise.
Her eyes caught the pictures I had laying on my table. “These are horrible!”
“I know.”
“You know in my job; I work with a lot of elderly. I guess I have always felt at home with them since I grew up with Grammy. I would kill someone if they messed with her. Is the suspect going after random elderly or people who he might gain something from?”
“We aren't seeing any connections.”
“I just find it hard to believe someone is that cold they would hurt a grandmother.”
“You and me both.”
I moved closer to her and kissed her softly; a small peck, wanting to change the subject from what we had been talking about. I had never felt so comfortable with a woman in my life.
Our kisses were getting more and more intense, and I ran my hand up her back. The touch of her skin was heaven. I kissed her neck and took her scent in, coconut and flowers…
“What do you think about a sleepover?” she asked, and I stopped like a deer struck in headlights. She isn't mentioning what I think she could be mentioning, and I’m completely okay with that. Really.
“Seriously?” The lump in my throat caused a scratch in my voice.
“Not saying that, Wyatt…” She giggled. “I would just love for you to hold me tonight.”
“I wasn’t thinking what you think I was thinking.” Okay, so maybe a white lie. “I would love for you to stay the night with me.”
“But it comes at a price. I’m starving and that pizza and beer looks perfect.”
“So you want me to share?”
She batted her eyes, showing her eyelashes.
“I might be willing to share my pizza and beer, plus as an added on bonus, I have some ice cream in the fridge for later.” I winked at her.
I placed my arm around her on the couch after moving the pizza and beer in front of us.
She began laughing and then reached for the remote.
I grabbed it from her, laughing. “Nah, nah, you can’t have the remote. You think just because you are beautiful that you can take my remote?”
“No, I think I can take the remote because…”
I handed her the remote right before she placed it beside the pizza and she planted a kiss on me.
The thought of her staying here with me was the cherry on top of a sundae. This was exactly what I needed for the week I’ve had.
Having slept over at Wyatt’s, I can honestly say I was going to have trouble sleeping alone. He had spooned me most of the night and I couldn’t get enough of it. The intimacy level of him holding me had been brought to an entire new level. For me, anyway.
Wyatt had snuggled me this morning fully dressed in his uniform with a light nudge and kiss telling me he had made coffee and toast. Before he left for work he wanted to kiss me goodbye.
“Thank you for spending the night with me sweetheart.” One more kiss on the lips, then the nose.
I wrapped my arms around him holding him down so he couldn’t get up. “Don’t leave yet.” I whispered.
“I wish I didn’t have to. There is no place I’d rather be then in bed with you. I was going to wake you to have a cup of coffee with you but you were to peaceful.”
“I would have liked that.” One more kiss.
I released him from my hold. “I’ll get out of here after a cup of coffee if that is okay?”
“Stay as long as you like.”
I wanted to ask him if forever would be okay but instead I blew him a kiss as he walked out of the room.
22
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I had never really thought of my job as an important part of people’s lives, but I was starting to think differently, especially after talking to Wyatt. He took so much pride in his work as a deputy and I looked forward to hearing his stories. What he could talk about anyway.
I had spent the night at his house two nights ago, and we had talked both nights since.
On the phone tonight, we had talked more about what I actually did for a living. Yes, I was a
