The Homecoming

by Jordan Silver

  I saw murder in his eyes as realization dawned. Oh yeah, this one could kill in cold blood. Don't look now Dorian Carter, but you just earned yourself an enemy, one that will make it his new mission in life to destroy you.

  Some people let the power of position go to their heads. I'm sure if I dug deep enough I'd find some skeletons in this jerk's closet. Of course I was doing it as a sort of revenge for Shania, but I'll have fun doing it either way.

  "This isn't over Chase."

  "I'm glad you know that." I moved out of the way before he could body check me, because I wouldn't let even that little thing go.

  I was feeling mean where he was concerned, if he even breathed wrong in my town, I was going to make him pay. Fucking prick.

  I met the Spaldings outside when they finally showed up. Shania had ridden in with her dad because I'd told them I didn't want her riding alone and I couldn't leave to come get her.

  I didn't watch through the glass as she gave her statement. I'd already given mine and was even now working on my theory.

  I'd had to let the Captain in on what I was doing, so he could cut through the red tape for me without throwing up any red flags, and just as I'd expected, he was more than happy to help out. Carter had made a very shitty impression on him.

  Impressions though, didn’t hold any weight in a court of law, so I needed evidence. As much as I wanted to rush and find whatever I could, however I could, I was thinking ahead.

  I knew if anything came of this there was no way the entangled relationships involved wouldn’t come to light.

  I didn’t want it said that the local cop was sore because his now fiancé had once dated the accused; didn’t want anything but the truth in the forefront.

  For that reason I was going to take my time and go over everything with a fine-tooth comb.

  I hated it more than ever now that she was involved. I don’t know what twist of fate had sent us to the cove in that day, but whatever it was had landed us in a pickle.

  ***

  The Watcher

  So they've found the body. I wonder what are the odds that these two would be the ones to find it? A policeman and an investigative reporter, this is truly stranger than fiction. It's as though everything in the universes was aligned to fuck me.

  I wanted that money, I'd seen the boss moving around town. He'd promised to make it all go away, but he wasn't too pleased with me.

  I don't see how it is my fault, how was I to know she was coming home? Now she was back and things were looking sticky. I still needed to get my money though, even if I had to move ahead on my own.

  I still had the merchandise, because the boss had said he didn't want to take any chances of us being seen together.

  He'd promised one million, but maybe if I went to the buyers myself cut out the middleman, I could get more.

  I laughed to myself as I loaded up the needle for my next hit. Had to be careful though, have to keep my wits about me, who knows when the cops would come knocking with their questions?

  Ten seconds later I was at the place where nothing matters. I was floating on a cloud and all around me was warmth.

  I smiled wider at the thought of feeling like this everyday, whenever I felt the need. No longer scraping money together just for the chance to find some peace, it should be everyone’s right after all, to have such an escape without hassle.

  Maybe the boss would contact me tomorrow, if not I was going to see about moving the merchandise myself. Of course those guys preferred dealing with the boss, he was more cultured than I after all, but I figure as long as they got what they were after it really won’t matter who they bought it off of.

  As long as they didn’t try cheating me after all the hard work I’d done. They might’ve planned the whole thing, but I was the one who carried it out.

  So what the boss was mad because the body hadn’t done what I expected it to? They had no way of tying him to any of us.

  Maybe the boss would order me to knock off the reporter before this thing got too far out of hand.

  ***

  SHANIA

  It was strange being on this end of an interview, but not bad. Agent Everett was very nice and it went smoothly. Seeing Dorian out in the hallway only threw me a little, before my brothers and Donovan were there practically blocking me from his view.

  I still felt queasy to my stomach but being surrounded by them help take the sting out of it. Donovan especially went a long way to making me forget my ex mistake.

  Donovan, wow, what a night. It had been all I’d dreamed of and more. I’m glad I’d waited, that I’d saved myself, more so now than ever.

  After the number Dorian had pulled on me, the last thing on my mind was romance. Though I had thought of Donovan in those days more than I had in years.

  I’d long since given up any hope of ever being his girl. It had been years since I’d even seen him, and he had become nothing more than a fond memory, a dream lost.

  Something I had taken out and smiled over with a little touch of bittersweet pain from time to time.

  Now here we were, and he’s asked me to marry him. That alone kept the smile on my face. That and the proprietary way he walked up to me in the midst of my family, with his peers milling about and drew me into his arms.

  ***

  DONOVAN

  "You're done, want to grab some lunch or something?" I got to her as soon as the interview was over and she’d cleared the door.

  "We didn't get our quotient of flowers today Chase, I'm not sure about this lunch thing."

  "Not to mention chocolates, I was getting accustomed to the daily deliveries I feel deprived." Her annoying brothers came up on us and started their shit.

  "If you two fools need candy and flowers go buy your own, come on princess let's go eat."

  There was playful laughter and banter behind us as we left.

  I caught sight of Carter coming towards us down the hallway, and before Shania could become aware of him, I put my arm around her shoulders and steered her towards the exit.

  "You doing okay there Princess?"

  "Sure, I'm fine but I've been thinking, there're just too many coincidences for my liking."

  "Shania!"

  "No, no, hear me out, I can help you know, behind the scenes."

  "I don't want you anywhere near this shit."

  "But it's what I do and I'm pretty good at it."

  We'd reached my jeep by then and I opened the door, picked her up, and sat her in the passenger seat, which made her laugh uproariously.

  "What're you doing you crazy man?" Her fingers played in my hair.

  "Taking care of my woman." I buckled her in, stole a quick kiss and walked around to my side.

  She had that light in her eye that I remembered only too well. It’s the look that had gained her-her reputation. She was on the scent of this thing now and her professional juices were probably flowing.

  As much as I didn't want her involved, I had a gnawing fear that she wouldn't be able to help herself. That she would somehow find a way to go behind my back and do it on her own.

  "If I let you do this, you have to promise me that you won't go off on your own, anything you find you share with me and vice versa.

  You don't go anywhere on your own to investigate anything. Whoever did this didn't think twice about offing a federal agent, they wouldn't even blink at killing you. Promise."

  "Promise, no going off on my own." She rubbed her hands together in glee.

  "You really like this stuff don't you?"

  "I live for this stuff, it's kind of exciting, like peeling back the layers of a mystery and under each layer is a clue and eventually, you put them all together and voila, you've solved your mystery."

  She looked adorably cute with that light in her eyes and even though I was already dreading what was to come, I couldn’t help but smile at her.

  That first night she’d been back, she’d been so down, but here in the last couple of days she’d been back to he
r old self. I couldn’t help but be stoked that maybe I’d had something to do with the change.

  I used voice command to call up the Capt.

  "Chase where the hell are you, I thought you were here."

  "Just left the station sir, headed to lunch, I'm also taking an hour personal time."

  "Again? That's twice in as many days; just don't bring me back any more bodies for the asshole Feds to fight over. Fucking vultures. Hey, you making time with that Spalding girl?"

  "Uh, Capt." I felt the heat in my face.

  "Hey you could do much worst, like that horse faced one that's been after you for years, what a dog."

  "Oh geez Cap. I have company."

  "Oh, well why didn't you say so, please tell me it's not the pinto, the Spalding girl is so much hotter, ah, to be young again."

  "I'm going now Cap." My voice sounded a little strained.

  "Okay, okay, take all the time you need son."

  Shania was laughing out loud by the time I hit the off button. "I'm glad you're amused by my embarrassment."

  "I'm sorry, it's just that the horse face one is a perfect description." My lips twitched as I tried not to laugh, it really wasn't nice to laugh at others, but the lady in question was such a pain in the ass that she just rubbed everyone the wrong way.

  "Hey aren't we going the wrong way, the town center is that way."

  "I'm taking you to my place, I need to feed the cat."

  "Cat, you don't have a cat." I gave her a lascivious leer and watched her face turn beet red; she slugged me in the arm when she finally got my meaning.

  "Oh my word you're terrible." Terrible or not, she was blushing and laughing, her cheeks pink with a happy flush.

  "I love making you laugh, feels good."

  "I like laughing with you too." She put her hand on my thigh.

  The air grew heavy suddenly and I pressed my foot down on the gas. The need had suddenly become unbearable. Had it only been a few hours ago that I’d taken her for the first time? It felt like a whole lifetime had gone by.

  I don't even remember getting home, opening the door, pulling her inside. My mouth was on hers even as my hands tore at the blouse and jeans she wore. One of her pants legs got stuck on her sneakers, but I refused to waste time untangling them.

  Instead, I pulled her sexy as fuck underwear down as far as they would go released my hard-on and picking her up impaled her on my cock.

  "Ohhhh." She moaned as I hit bottom. I stumbled to the nearest wall almost blind with lust.

  With her back held against the wall, I pulled her trapped legs higher, and with one hand on the wall and the other under her to hold her up, I took.

  I didn’t show the finesse of earlier, just pounded into her with my mouth clamped over hers as she screamed into mine.

  I'd like to boast that we fucked like bunnies the rest of the afternoon, but the truth is every time I took her it was a fight not to explode ten strokes in. There's something imminently different about making love to the one you love.

  It's more than a quick release, much more, it's the first step on the road to becoming one, to forging the unbreakable bond that nothing and no one can break or come between.

  With my princess it might take me years before I can be near her and not be in danger of combusting.

  I think I lasted ten minutes before I was spewing inside her and she was cumming on my cock.

  "I'm not sure I can sleep without you tonight, I need more of you, much more." We were lying on the rug in my living room having finally got her pants off.

  I had half an hour to be back behind my desk, but for the first time in my life I didn't care about breaking the rules.

  "Stay here when I go back to work, let me find you here in my bed when I come home later. Then let me make dinner with you, anything you like. Then I'll give you a nice bath before taking you to bed and loving you all night. Say yes." I hissed as I slid into her heat once more.

  With her head back, mouth slightly open, she raised her legs higher around my back and took me all the way in.

  "Yes, I'll stay."

  I was going to take my time this time if it killed me. The first time I’d been in a rush, gorging myself on the taste and feel of her, now I wanted to savor. Knowing that I will have her tonight and every other night if I have my way, released me to take my time and take it slow.

  With that thought in my mind, I pulled out and worked my way down her body. Opening her up with my fingers I took a moment to appreciate the soft pinkness of her pussy, before bringing her up to my mouth.

  She screamed as soon as my tongue went deep, her fingers digging into my scalp. I squeezed her ass as I pulled her harder onto my tongue and my cock wept all over the rug.

  Looks like I miscalculated again. as much as I craved her taste on my tongue, it seems my dick couldn’t wait to get back inside of her.

  “I’m going to fuck you now Shania.” Her eyes widened just before I lifted her to her knees with her back to me.

  Pushing her head down onto the rug, so that her ass was high, I ran my cockhead back and forth over her slit before entering her.

  So far I hadn’t introduced her to the seedier side of sex, she was still too new at it, and besides this was my little Shania. But this was something that I enjoyed and as the woman I was going to be spending the rest of my life with, it was just as well that she knew this side of me now.

  I wasn’t easy as I slammed into her from behind, and the sweet little sounds she made only encouraged me to go harder and deeper. “Play with your clit for me baby.” I could see that my request embarrassed her because her whole body turned red, but there was no place for that between us.

  Reaching around her, I took one of her hands under mine and led it to her clit, which was hot and swollen.

  With my cock sawing in and out of her, I moved her fingers over her pussy, going so far as to push her finger inside her with my cock.

  When she’d got the hang of it and had relaxed her inhibitions a little more, I moved my hand. I needed it for something else. I went after her tits next, pulling on her nipples as I bit into her neck, marking her even as I sought to get as far up inside her as humanly possible.

  “You feel so fucking good on my cock baby, can you feel me? Tell me, I wanna hear you tell me how good I make you feel.”

  “Donovan…” her voice was back to sounding shy but I wasn’t having it. “Tell me.” I slammed into her once, hard. Her body slid across the rug before I grabbed her hips and pulled her back hard on my cock.

  When she still didn’t answer I pulled her hair back in my fist and pulled her body up so I could whisper in her ear. “Tell me baby.” She flooded my cock, so I knew that even if she was too shy to speak the words out loud, she still enjoyed what I was doing to her.

  “Yes, oh please, yes I can feel you.” She fucked herself hard on my cock, pushing back until she had taken me all in.

  “Where?” her body shook at my question and her hand came up to cover the one I had fisted in her hair. “Where do you feel me princess? Show me.”

  Her hand went to the flesh around her navel. I bit down hard on her neck and she screamed as she came once again.

  I went partially blind with the lust that consumed me, and pushing her upper body all the way down, I pounded into her upturned pussy until my seed burst forth inside her.

  It was a long time before either of us could move. We just laid there panting for breath with my arms wrapped snuggly around her, pulling her back into my front as I whispered words of praise in her ear.

  I was pretty sure that this woman would own my heart for the rest of my days, that there will never come a time when I didn’t want her to the point of madness.

  “Sorry about lunch baby, make something when I leave okay.”

  “What about you?” she snuggled back into me, soft and warm and dug herself deeper into my heart.

  “I never thought it possible, but I think I can live off of love.” We both laughed but I wasn’t
sure there wasn’t some truth to my words.

  Chapter 18

  DONOVAN

  I've had a few hard moments since giving Shania the go ahead to get involved in the investigation. I've never seen her in action, just the finished result. But from what I've seen so far, she does pretty much what I do, only without the badge and without a lot of the restrictions as well.

  She got ahold of the victim's records and his career jacket by using her name alone, I think it took her less than half an hour.

  She called in favors from colleagues who were only too glad to help, some of whom wanted a piece of the action, until she convinced them she was just doing a fluff piece.

  I watched her as she concentrated on the papers she had spread out on our bed; that felt good to say, our bed and that's exactly what it was ours. She hadn't slept in her own bed in over a week. I'd found one excuse after another to keep her here with me.

  When we'd gone by her house to pick up some clothes and toiletries for her, her brothers had cornered me and tried to play the heavy. I'd let them have their fun but left them with no doubt that she was never coming home again.

  Of course I'd told them that I'd proposed and she'd accepted, I just hadn't given her-her ring as yet. Somehow I wanted that to be special, I wanted everything to do with our lives together to be extra special.

  I had no intentions of waiting until the case was resolved however, just needed to choose the right time, when neither of us were preoccupied with it, to grace her finger with my symbol of love. I'd only waited half a damn lifetime to get here to this point.

  "Come 'ere." I pulled her leg towards me throwing her off balance.

  "Donovan what're you doing?" She laughed as she tried to right herself on the bed.

  I let my hands ride up to the edge of her shorts until my fingers met the elastic of her bikini panties.

  That little hitch in her breath went to my gut every time and I pulled her over my lap so she straddled me as I took her lips.

  "Kiss me princess." I loved the way her tongue felt in my mouth, it seemed I was always on her or in her, there was hardly a minute when I wasn't making love to or about to make love to her.