first
night we met. So even if we came to a situation and there was already a doc
involved, which was about ninety eight percent of the time, I still had them
checked over by Lily. In most cases the families ended up using her as their
primary after the dust had settled. My girl was that good.
Lily! Damn,
the thought of her still makes my heart pound and my dick hard. Almost two
years down the road I’m thinking it might be time to take that next step. I had
no hang ups because of the demise of my first go around, one woman was about as
different from the other as two people could get. Besides, I wasn’t one to hold
onto to bullshit baggage.
Deanna had
been a hard lesson, I was young, horny and dumb when we first met but it hadn’t
taken long for the shine to wear off. Still I’d made a commitment and I
intended to see it through. Then she’d fallen pregnant eight years after we
were married. I’d lost that loving feeling for the selfish, self centered woman
who’d hidden her true self for the first few years of our marriage, but the
knowledge that I had a kid coming had me on the moon.
I started
planning for my seed from the moment I heard those two words, ‘I’m pregnant’. I
didn’t care if it was a boy or a girl I just knew I wanted it. I’d tried back
then to relight that spark that had been there in the beginning but too much
had passed by then and I couldn’t do it.
For my kid though I decided to stay. I’d
been raised in a loving family with both of my parents, aunts, uncles, grand
parents and an abundance of cousins and extended family. I wanted my kid to
have the same. Things hadn’t worked out that way so now we were all making the
best of what we had.
Deanna still
tries every once in a while to get back into my bed but that was never gonna
happen, and now with Lily in the picture there was no way in hell. Lily was
just what I needed in my fucked up life. At the time we met I’d been in the
middle of turning my life completely upside down. I had a new business and was
part of something that filled the void left after I’d quit the force.
I was still a
little raw and angry from the shit that had went down in my marriage, not to
mention the shit that was going on in the force and life just seemed to be
thirty shades of fucked up. She’d blazed into my life with her fiery attitude
and her fuck me body and I haven’t been the same since.
Lily has one
of those pinup girl figures, heavy on the tits and ass and little on the waist
with a yard of raven colored hair that brushes the top of her ass when she
walks. And boy what a walk! She’s all of five two, olive skinned, big brown
eyes and lips that made me think of sinning every time I look at them.
Her voice
makes me want to fuck her into the wall hard and furious, and her sweet smile
makes me want to wrap her up in cotton balls and protect her always. Yeah, I
think it’s time I put my ring on her finger. I know she wasn’t going anywhere
but still, women needed that shit to make them feel secure and loved or some
fuckery. Plus if I put a ring on Deanna’s trifling ass it would be a grave
insult not to marry the woman who was truly the owner of my heart.
I was brought back to the present
by the beeping of my phone. “What’s up D’Angelo ?”
“You call Jake?”
“No, why?”
“He’s headed this way.”
“No problem.” I closed my phone
and waited.
Jake was an
old buddy of mine; in fact he was the only cop still on the force that I could
say I was truly impressed with. He was honest to a fault and always went the
extra mile. He didn’t suffer fools lightly and had a rep for facing down anyone
who got in his way no matter who .
He had his own
division in the force that was rumored to be some type of elite top-secret
outfit that dealt with the more dangerous shit that went down in our neck of
the woods. He’d offered me a place on his team when I’d walked but I’d already
set my sights on the bar and