gentlemen, and it seemed that we were backtracking from the hot and heavy we had started with. Although, there might have been a trade-off on oral sex half a dozen times, third base was still better than a homerun. Despite how much I wanted him, I was afraid he’d disappear after we had intercourse. This dating concept was really screwing with my attempt at staying emotionally unattached. It was too late. I was getting to know him, and I liked him a lot. Maybe I liked him more than a lot, but it was too soon to think like that.
The city’s power grid was undergoing maintenance and there were rolling blackouts. Since my job was to serve and protect, I had been called in to help deal with the power outages and all the lunatics such events brought out of the woodwork. Thankfully, I wasn’t on the front lines, and instead I was redirecting everyone to areas that still had regular power.
“ Yo, Lexie did you hear about the hostage situation?” Kemper asked. I spun in my chair and looked at him. “Riley had to talk some deranged shooter down. When he reached for the guy’s gun, somehow the dude got the slip on him and held him at gunpoint until ESU got their sniper to take him out. It’s been all over the news.”
“Holy shit,” I cursed, my stomach clenching at the news that Riley could have easily been killed. Maybe taking it slow wasn’t the way to go. Our careers were dangerous.
“Yeah, dispatch just phoned. It’s a mess, but at least our guy is okay,” Kemper prattled on. I got up to turn on the old television in the corner, and all the power went out. The emergency lights flickered on, but the back-up generator didn’t kick on.
“Piece of shit,” the lieutenant cursed. “Okay, all the guys we had in holding were transferred earlier since we’re in a blackout zone, but let’s just shut everything down and move to the nearest precinct to continue work.” The few police personnel on the premises collected their belongings and began heading for the stairs.
“You coming?” Kemper asked, as I rummaged through my desk.
“I’m not feeling so well. Think I can duck out early? Will you cover for me?”
“Sure, no problem. Feel better.” He followed the others out of the building and I slumped back in my chair.
I had just dialed Riley’s cell phone when I heard ringing in the distance. Getting up, I found him coming in as everyone else was going out. He glanced at his phone and then at me. I rushed into his arms and hugged him. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” He didn’t sound fine, but he was in one piece. He scratched his head and edged toward his desk. “I got my ass handed to me for improper procedure and I’ve got to work a desk while IA investigates. But luckily, none of that is going into effect until after these damn blackouts are resolved.” He pulled out a notepad and started writing in the dim light provided by the emergency lights.
I sat down in my chair and watched him write his report. He was stressed. I could see it in the way his shoulders were tensed and the white in his knuckles, even in this dim light. The precinct was eerily quiet since everyone had gone. The only cops still inside were the few downstairs redirecting civilians to one of the other police stations. I waited for Michael to finish his report. He threw the pen down on the desk and let out a frustrated growl.
“Hey,” I said softly, grabbing something out of my desk and slipping it into my pocket before going across the room to him, “I get it if you don’t want to talk about it. But you could have been killed tonight.” I pushed his chair back and sat on his lap, straddling him. “I don’t want to lose you.” I began massaging his shoulders and he leaned his head against my chest as I worked on rubbing out the kinks and the knots. “It’s over now,” I whispered, “you can relax. No one’s here except me.”
“ Lexie,” he looked up, “I should have taken the shot myself. But I thought