by Lolah Lace
“But he didn’t ask for the ring back, so that means he doesn’t hate you.”
“I’m not sure how you came to that conclusion.”
“Just buy him something and hold on to it.”
Tami thought about it and retreated into her shell. Everything in her life had gone to shit and she wasn’t even sure how or why it happened.
“This place reminds me of that show When Animals Attack,” Brittany said to break the silence.
“Attention please, attention please” A male voice bellowed loud over the intercom system. “Gertrude Finley, your party is waiting at the front desk. Gertrude Finley, your party is waiting at the front desk.”
The name caught her attention. A few tables away, Tami watched a much older Caucasian woman rise from the table where she was sitting alone. The woman was round and partially gray. Her style of dress was age appropriate.
“I’m going to the ladies room,” Tami said as she stood.
“Okay, we will be here.” Patricia barely acknowledged her and dug into their desserts.
Tami followed the woman to the front desk where two six-year-old boys were waiting for her. Tami loitered undetected, listening in.
“What took you so long?” Gertrude said to the boys.
“Grandmother, we had to finish the game at the arcade.”
“I’m starving waiting on you two.”
“We just want cheeseburgers.” One of the boys said.
The older lady led the way as the two boys followed her. Tami intentionally walked out into the path of the woman. She needed a closer look. She felt compelled to see the woman up close and personal.
“Oh excuse me,” Tami said as she nearly bumped into the older woman. She moved out of the woman’s path but not before exchanging a long eerie gaze with the woman.
Tami walked into the nearby ladies’ restroom. She darted into a stall and slammed the door shut. She couldn’t breathe. Her chest was heavy with something she had never felt. She stared at the door and then the ceiling. She paced in the small area before placing her head in her hands.
It took Tami a few minutes to gain her composure. There was no way she could shop anymore. It was late and the mall would be closing soon. She hoped Brittany and Patricia were done with their shopping. She just wanted to go home and bury her face in her pillows.
CHAPTER 27
Tami was able to go home after three more stores. She sat alone in her townhouse trying to process her day. She stripped all her clothes off and climbed into bed only wearing her black bra and panties.
The comfort of her bed was her safe haven. She lay in bed with a quilted comforter pulled up to her chest. She stared out across the room and let the thought of eternal loneliness seep into her pores. It didn’t have to be this way, and she knew it. She was abruptly jarred out of her spinster thoughts.
Tami thought she’d heard a noise coming from the front door downstairs. Her heart lurched. There was a killer on the loose that had taken an interest in her. He had been toying with her. But she had a solution, the Glock 17 9mm she kept in the top drawer of her bedside table.
Tami quietly swung her feet to the floor and retrieved her spare pistol. She was able to get to her feet without making a sound. Going downstairs wasn’t an option. She didn’t want any sounds alerting the person entering her house that she was awake. She gripped the Glock with both hands and waited for the intruder to enter her bedroom. Her hands were pointed out. She would shoot the person in the head or chest depending on their height.
In a moment of clarity, she remembered she left Mike a voicemail. She made up a reason to see him, something stupid like, he left one of his missing persons’ files at her place. She hoped it was him. But she couldn’t be sure; he had completely stopped talking to her. At the station, he was very professional. He never mentioned their personal stuff. She had to admit it was frustrating especially because she knew he was still coming over shoveling her snow and salting her sidewalk.
She held her gun at the ready. She held in her breath. Within seconds the figure stepped into her bedroom. It was Mike, his silhouette was clear. She could recognize every inch of his body. She exhaled.
“You got my message?” She muttered as she lowered her weapon.
Mike didn’t seem to care that she had a gun pointed at him just a second ago. “I never returned your key.” Mike showed her the key then slipped it into his pocket. He never returned her key, and she never changed the locks. “What file did I leave here?”
This wasn’t why she lured him to her place. She took a seat on her bed and placed her Glock on the bedside table.
“Are you still mad at me?” Tami could barely get the words out. She was too afraid of what he might say. She was afraid of rejection.
“If I was, I wouldn’t be here.” Mike walked over and sat next to Tami. “What happened? What upset you?” It was odd that Mike knew that there had to be a reason she left him a message that was deeper than their fight.
“I saw my mother.”
“Your mother?” Mike turned his body toward her.
“I was in Schaumburg at the mall. She was there at this restaurant.”
“You just ran into her?”
“Yeah, no, sort of.”
“What happened?”
“I looked at her, and she looked at me. She didn’t even recognize me.”
“How do you know it was her?” He asked.
“I know my own mother. My grandmother had pictures of her.”
“Okay.” Mike didn’t know what to say.
“I just can’t believe it. She had to know it was me, but she didn’t. How could you not know your own child?”
“I don’t know.”
“It’s not like I enjoy thinking of her as this evil bitch. I don’t want to think like that. I wouldn’t be this bitter if she was a horrible mother. When I was a kid, she was a good mother. I remember good things. She acted as if she loved me. She sang to me. She held me. How could she be such a good mother then just quit? You can’t just quit being a mother. I don’t get it. She saw me. She just walked away. Just like I was a stranger.”
Mike palmed her cheek in his hand. “Tami you don’t need her. There are a lot of people that love you and will continue to love you no matter what.”
“Can I love them back? She was supposed to teach me that. I lost my father. I only had one other parent. She was it.”
“It is fucked up. Maybe she couldn’t deal. I don’t know her story but don’t think for one minute that she’s living it up. You don’t need her to acknowledge that you exist. Did you really look at her? She probably put on some weight, has varicose veins, and is losing her gray hair.”
“I don’t care what she looks like. I don’t understand her not recognizing me, her own daughter.”
“I know you. I don’t know her. I know enough to know she’s the loser in this deal, not you. She missed out on all the good times and that’s her loss.”
“Is it? She seemed happy. She has two little grandsons. I saw them with her.”
“She left for whatever reason, but she is a coward. She has had years to contact you and she hasn’t. She isn’t worth your time. Fuck her. You turned out good without her, maybe better.”
Tami understood his words, but she couldn’t believe how much seeing Gertrude affected her.
“She isn’t worth it I know. But it hurts.” The pain registered on her face.
“You have spoken fondly of your grandmother. She raised you, and you are a homicide detective. Everyone knows you aced that exam. You turned out perfect to me.” Mike lovingly looked into her eyes meaning every word that he said.
“My grandmother was the best. Without her I don’t know where I would be.” Thinking of her grandmother brought an unexpected smile to Tami’s face.
“You’re not like her. You would never abandon our kids.” It was like Mike had read her mind and knew one of her greatest fears.
Our kids? “I promise. I would never abandon our kids
.”
“Even if I leave you for a much, much younger woman?” Mike joked.
“I will track you down and drop your little rugrats at you and your bimbo’s doorstep.”
“I missed you. I missed you more this time.”
“Not as much as I missed you.”
“Why do you keep pushing me away? I want to be a priority in your life.”
“You are.”
“I want to come before work. I want to be the next person in line not the last.”
“You have never been the last.”
“It feels that way.”
“Well, it’s not. You are everything to me.” Sincerity glowed in her eyes.
This time, things were different. Tami felt it. This time, she knew exactly what she was doing wrong. She was the coward. She refused to let him in completely and now she knew why. Her fear of being abandoned had ruled most of her decisions.
She wouldn’t let her mother win. She refused to let a deserter dictate her future happiness.
“I think we should start working on rugrats.”
“Do you?” Tami asked.
“Yes.” Mike kissed her on the side of her mouth.
“How many?”
“Two or three.” Mike kissed the other side of her lips.
“That’s a lot.”
“You can handle it.” Mike pressed his lips to hers and passionately kissed her deeply. “I want to marry you.”
“I want to marry you too.”
“I know. I just wish you would make that sooner rather than later.”
“Why do you leave me?”
Mike chuckled. “I give you space. I never leave you. There’s a difference.”
“Is there?”
“Yes.” He kissed her chin.
Mike stood and started to peel off his clothes one layer at a time. Tami watched him intently. Even in the darkness she could see his dreamy blue eyes. Mike’s eyes were so alarmingly beautiful, Tami made sure not to look at him when they were fighting.
Mike’s nude body was a work of art. He hovered over her before taking his place beside her on the bed. He kissed her again and squeezed one of her luscious tits. He planned to remove her black bra but placed the fabric of her wrapped treat in his mouth to start.
Mike reached around and unhooked her bra with one hand. He gently slipped the bra off her bare arms and brushed her hair off her shoulder.
He kissed and licked her exposed shoulder and roughly took a bite of her warm flesh. He blew his breath on her wound and watched her body shiver. Mike sucked on her neck and cupped her ample breasts. He held them near and kneaded them. He cared for them like they were a part of his body.
One of his hands trailed down her stomach and slid into her panties. His fingers scraped her shaved hair and parted her pussy lips. He slipped two fingers into her soaking wet cunt.
“Ohhhh, Mike!” Tami moaned into his neck as he overwhelmed her neck with kisses. Tami was so wet. He thought maybe it was because she missed him and the sex he so willingly provided.
“Mike.” Tami wanted more and Mike knew it.
Tami bucked against his fingers. She opened her legs wide and allowed his fingers to bury deep inside her fleshy folds. Mike abruptly removed his fingers to pull her panties off.
She was naked, wet and ready to receive his hard cock. Mike pushed her back on the bed and flipped her body over so she was face down. He took a bite of her lovely ass. Tami had a nice size ass, the kind of ass that would look fantastic during reverse cowgirl. Mike rubbed circles on her ass cheeks warming her flesh from the outside in.
“On all fours.” He ordered, and she complied.
Tami’s pussy was heavily coated with juices. Mike fell in line behind her ass. His hands parted her ass cheeks. His tongue went straight for her secluded hole. He licked her ass cheeks and dipped back into her asshole. He feasted on her private spot.
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slammed his face in her beautiful ass. Mike smashed his face in her crack. He could hear her moans. Her legs trembled, and he knew it was time for him to give her his hard cock. Mike slapped her ass hard enough to leave a mark.
“Turn over!” He commanded.
Tami flipped over to her back. Her mouth was open, panting, longing for the main course. Her eyes moved from his cerulean eyes, his chest, and his defined abs then went to his eight-inch cock. She thoroughly examined him every time. He was a mouth-watering sight. She opened her legs wide to welcome him home.
Mike was her dream lover. He was going to turn her up and make her remember how he felt inside her. He took a spot in between her thighs and rested all his weight on his forearms. He looked down at Tami. Mike refused to stick his cock inside her.
“Do you want it?”
“Yes please.” Tami opened her arms welcoming Mike.
He climbed in between her legs and lowered himself down on her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to pull him down on top of her.
Mike smiled at her eagerness. “You really want it.”
“I want you.” She purred her truth.
Mike leaned down and let his cock find its way to her wet opening. He slowly guided his thick cock inside her pussy. He felt her spread to accommodate his wide girth. Tami tilted her body upward toward him. She let one leg stay wrapped around his waist. She let her other leg fall to the mattress.
One thrust was all it took. He pushed his mushroomed cockhead deep inside her. He allowed his cock to dive deep into her snatch.
“Shit!” Mike groaned into her cheek. He would never forget how raw and wet she felt. It was engrained in his memories forever. He grabbed her leg off his waist and raised it above his shoulder.
He thrust deeper inside and repeatedly pounded her hard. His frantic pace made her push back on his shoulders. She couldn’t take how rapid his intense jabs were.
“Oh Mike!” She cried into the air.
He pulled his cock halfway out of her power vac. He rounded his hips enough to stir her fluids with his cock’s swollen head. He jammed his cock down fast and tried to stab at her insides. He pierced her core and heard her screams.
He was inside her tight cave. She was always so tight, so snug no matter how he tried to loosen her up. Tonight Mike vowed to make the sex memorable.
Mike gripped her ass cheeks and raised her hips in the air. He fully penetrated her body, mind, and soul.
“Oh Mike, oh, mmmm Mike.”
He fell down on her and covered her body with his. Mike pumped until he was out of steam.
“Fuck!” Mike shouted. He unloaded his warm cum inside her vibrating walls. He pumped deep within to disperse all his straggling swimmers all the way to their destination. After all, Mike wanted a child.
He slowly pulled his shaft and head out of his private heaven. She belonged to him, and he would never let her go. Mike gave Tami a quick kiss on her lips and toppled over beside her on the bed. He fought to catch his breath. His sweaty body sank into the comfort of the bed he had become familiar with.
Mike had to be honest with himself. Tami was the only woman he felt right with. He knew from the first time he buried his cock inside her. They were a perfect fit. She made his body come to life. Any random woman could make him come, but Tami made him feel the highest high. He felt sated and complete every time they were intimate. There were times he wished it wasn’t more than the sex. He wished she wasn’t so witty, bright and sexy. She was his sounding board. She was his cheerleader. She was the friend he needed when he lost his father to cancer. She would soon be his wife. He just would never let another man have her, and he would never take no for an answer. She would be Mrs. Crane.
CHAPTER 28
Two nurses were behind the nurse’s station at Edwards Hospital. It was very early in the morning. The sun would probably be making an appearance in a half an hour. It was extremely quiet on the third floor. The overnight shift wasn’t as glamorous as the other shifts. Most of the patients were still asleep, and most of the nu
rses were tired from lack of stimuli.
Tracy, the Black nurse with freckles was leaning on the counter next to an older lady with ash blonde hair sitting behind the station. Tracy rested against the counter of the nurse’s station fully dressed in her winter gear.
“You have Christmas Day off. I’m so jealous.” The blonde said.
“What time is your shift over?” Tracy asked.
“Four. The day is over by then.”
“You’ll be out of here before you know it.”
Dr. Bob Ziewicke came around the corner and stopped at the nurse’s station. He was dressed casually.
“Merry Christmas.” The doctor smiled at the two nurses.
“Happy Holidays doctor.” The blonde nurse drooled. Dr. Bob sometimes had that effect on the opposite sex.
“Tracy you headed out?” Dr. Ziewicke asked after noticing she was wearing a coat.
“Yes I’m out of here.” Tracy gathered her belongings from the counter.
“Come on. I’ll walk out with you.”
“Okay.”
Bob beckoned to Tracy indicating that they should leave.
“See you.” Dr. Ziewicke nodded at the nurse left at the station. He couldn’t remember her name. He made a point to only remember the names of his peers, and the names of nurses who rated a seven and up in attractiveness.
Tracy smiled a suspicious smile at the nurse before walking down the hospital corridor with Dr. Bob Ziewicke. He had a reputation at the job, and Tracy had joked about it with her colleagues on several occasions.
Dr. Ziewicke opened a door using the keypad. He motioned for her to walk through. Tracy stopped after she walked halfway down the hall.
“Bob, I left my food in the nurse’s lounge.”
“Just leave it.” He shrugged.
“I have to go get it. I won’t be here for three days.”
“Okay, well Merry Christmas. I will see you in a few days.”
“Thanks, bye Bob.”
Bob walked out the door. Tracy rolled her eyes as soon as she could do it without his knowledge. She backtracked down the corridor. Tracy took her time going back to the nurse’s lounge. She hated when the staff left food in the refrigerator, it made the entire fridge stink. She grabbed her half eaten lunch and tossed it into the garbage.
