I stand inside the doorway and try to build up my courage. I don’t belong here, that much is obvious. I’m definitely the woman with the most clothes on. If they were giving out awards for that, I’d win. It’s dark inside with a few flashing lights. I take in the pink and gold décor and am a little surprised. It’s actually a lot classier than I ever would have imagined. My eyes are drawn to the stage as a woman without her top dances. She’s rubbing her hands across her body and then cups each bare breast. Quickly, I avert my eyes and search for the reason I’m here. Officer Johns and Officer Green. My two biggest nightmares.
I search the room and find them sitting at a booth, both of them in uniform and both of them throwing back a frosty mug which I assume is beer. I mean, they’re on duty, are they even supposed to be drinking? I’m sure that’s violating some kind of rule, but that’s how the cops are here in Valor, Wyoming. They do what they want when they want… and I’m sick of it.
I muster all the courage I can and walk up to them. “Give it back to me,” I demand.
The officers look at each other and then bust out laughing. Officer Johns stops first and smirks at me. “You must really want it if you’re going to chase me for it. It’s okay, honey, I’ll give it to you. Let’s go to the back room and I’ll give it to you… I’ll give it to you good.”
He’s looking up and down at me, and I can see the lecherous look on his face letting me know why he wants me to go to the back room with him. My stomach spasms in knots. I knew the cops were dirty, I guess I just didn’t know how dirty. “I’m not going anywhere with you. Now, give me back my wallet.”
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Ice
She walks straight up to the two dirty cops, and I have to admit, I’m curious. Is one of them her boyfriend? Because if so she has shitty taste in men. She must not know how dirty the cops are here, especially those two.
I can’t hear her from where I’m sitting, the music is too loud, but I can tell she’s getting upset. I must be staring a hole in her because she looks my way, and as soon as our eyes connect I lose my breath in a big whoosh. I can feel her glance as if she physically came over and touched me. She looks at me, scrunches her nose up and then goes back to talking to the two policemen. It’s then I realize that I still have Kitty dancing on my lap. I grab on to her arms and lift her off of me, pushing her toward Knight. I’ll let him deal with her; no doubt he’ll send her up to the dance floor. “I’ll be back,” I tell the guys before walking over to my girl. Just saying it, I let the feeling settle in my chest. I wait for discomfort, but all I feel is contentment. Yeah, I don’t know her, I don’t even know her name, but she’s definitely my girl.
I walk right up to her, my front pressed to her back. Can she feel my hard cock pressed against her ass? Probably. But I need her to know what she does to me. I put my hands on her shoulders. “What’s the problem here?”
My girl’s shoulders flex under my hands, and I can feel her draw in a big breath. I’m hoping it’s me that’s causing her to be flustered as she stutters out, “These guys took my wallet and won’t give it back.”
“Officer Johns and Officer Green,” I say with a nod. “Do you have the lady’s wallet?”
The cops may be dirty here, but they also know that the Men of Valor MC is not anyone to mess with. We’ve had numerous run-ins with them over the years, and it seems their cheating and lying ways go deep down the lines of command.
When Johns realizes I’m not moving until I get an answer, he finally answers me. “Yeah, but it was just a joke.”
“Joke’s over. Hand me the wallet.” I pull the woman behind me and hold my hand out, and Officer Johns leans back in his seat and pulls the wallet from his pocket before handing it to me. “Great. Thanks. I’m sure since you’re still on duty, you probably need to get out of here, right?” I ask them, but even they know it’s not a question. That’s my way of telling them to get the fuck out of our club.
They both slide out of their seats, and the woman tries to move, but I tuck her under my arm and pull her against me. She’s holding herself tightly against me, but she doesn’t try to get away. She obviously realizes that this is a tense situation, and it could go south fast. I’m not worried though. I can take these two blindfolded, but it doesn’t hurt that Savage, Knight, and Wild are here too.
The officers start to walk away, but Officer Johns turns. “Bye, Addison. We’ll be seeing you.”
I have to give it to her. She doesn’t flinch or act like she’s scared. The only indication that the officer’s words affected her any is the way I feel her hand grab at the shirt on my back. She’s worried, and that shit
