The press had moved fast and almost as if they had been saving a special page on their news networks for the Captain’s death.
“We have everyone working around the clock on this or at least around the clock after using the night to sort through their emotions”, Jake reached for her hand across the table in assuring words.
Sarah slowly retracted her hand and ordered for the menu.
“So, anything from the forensic team yet?” she asked Jake.
Jake shook his head and sighed. “I hope to get something from them tomorrow but you know the turmoil surrounding this murder would only bring more pressure”.
Sarah nodded and took another sip from her glass before picking up the menu the waiter had dropped minute earlier. Both sitting in silence, awkwardly and seemingly unsure on how to proceed, Jake wondered if it was a good idea agreeing on the date, considering all he had to lose and everything he had to hide.
Knowing fully well the easiest way to get himself caught off guard would be to allow himself feel or groom any form of emotion or relationship with anyone, the front door to the restaurant began looking appealing. His face continued to drown in sweat and he tried hard to keep his demeanor calm but it just wasn’t working as he would want it to.
“You don’t do this much do you?” Sarah spoke.
Barely hearing what she had said, he adjusted his tie and allowed himself some breathing opportunity before looking in her direction and finding her staring blankly at him.
“What?” he asked nervously.
In a slight chuckle, she asked again. “You don’t do this often do you?”
Laughing away her insinuation and groping his wine glass aggressively, he found no words to defend himself with. Yet, she continued to linger her gaze on him; almost as though she could or was trying to look into his soul. Her deep blue eyes and perfectly lined lips caught his attention, followed by the slowly growing smile across her face as the waiter brought her food over.
“I ordered for us both if you don’t mind”, she muttered.
Staring at the pasta with meat balls before him, he wondered if it was simply a coincidence or she indeed knew just to order his favorite meal. Having not taken notice before, Jake smiled softly upon realizing they were in an Italian restaurant. Seemingly silly not to have noticed it earlier, but with the flood of sweat hovering above his eye brows, he didn’t really pay attention to details about the restaurant but more on what he would do when he walked into it.
“I go on lots of dates… lots and lots of dates”, he spoke out in hurry.
Sarah simply nodded and stuck her fork into a meat ball before slowly leading it into her mouth.
Jake found himself begin to overcompensate. “In fact, had you not reached out to me, I would have been on a date with a woman tonight… a pretty woman… someone really gorgeous”.
Sarah burst out laughing immediately before reaching for his hand with her left. “I can only hope I’m not a disappointment in comparison to these gorgeous ladies you’d have gone out with”.
Making a humor out of his overcompensation didn’t make him comfortable enough, but he nodded and shredded the feeling of discomfort down his throat with some well chewed meatballs. They would both send the next few minutes eating in silence with the occasional stare mostly from her than him but his lasted longer whenever he decided to have another look at her ruby colored lips.
“Are you bothered by the Captain’s loss?” she asked without looking at him.
He had not thought of it much but everything about the incidents definitely bothered him. “It is always a terrible thing to lose someone in the force and even more your boss”.
It was how best he could describe what he thought and he hoped it wouldn’t come out as insensitive to the lady.
She agreed with a simple nod. “First we have a female undercover cop killed and then the boss fucking her gets whacked”.
Looking up at Sarah and wondering if she was well aware of her words, he lady simply continued with her meal and wiped her chin clean before resting into her chair without a look of worry in her eyes.
“I’m not much of a drinker you know, but my life crazy and you wouldn’t even begin to belief half of it”, she drew closer and whispered.
Perceiving just about enough stench of alcohol on her breath to know she had been drinking before showing up for their date, Jake nodded, took a look at his watch and shrugged.
“I’m not much for alcohol either, but I’d indulge you tonight”, he smiled.
Sarah lifted her wine glass to meet with his before taking a heavy sip from it. Jake sat there wondering about the little information she had insignificantly handed him through her intoxicated breath might help shed some light on the current conundrum he was faced with.
“What was she doing undercover? Why didn’t the Captain tell me this? How long were they being involved for?” he asked himself inwardly while playing the part by downing more alcohol.
Jake sat there wondering if the lady before him had more answers to a lot of question that he could imagine. It gave him reason to stick around some more and hopefully strike gold with her loose tongue if possible.
“To an adventurous night”, Sarah cheered.
Smiling her way and thinking to himself, he simply replied, “You have no idea”.
Chapter Eight
F
eeling her soft lips threaten to melt in between his, he groped her by the back of her neck and drew her closer. Her warm breath breezing past his lips and nose intermittently sent tingles down his spine, while he felt himself harden in between his legs.
“I missed you”, he heard himself muttering with his eyes closed.
With a smile that warmed his heart and a soft peck on his cheek that left him hoping never to get
