Chapter 8
Brock
I heard the familiar hello grunt from my best friend and partner. I walked over to greet him, all too aware that his sister had her tongue on my dick just twenty-four hours ago. I was on desk duty, and he was on active duty, but we still mostly worked the same shifts. That meant that five days a week from now on, I was going to have to make small talk with Josh, knowing exactly what his sister sounded like when she came. Worse, I wanted to hear it again. I couldn’t be one and done with Dani. Her determined side, her stubborn side, and her kick-ass side had all caught my attention from the start. Now that I’d seen the sexy side of her, that was it. I was done. She was it for me. I had no idea how to make that happen, though, given my friendship with Josh.
The guilt was terrible. I couldn’t help questioning if I should have told him how I felt before I slid my hand up her thigh. But that ran the risk of him telling me off, and then I’d really have had to pick between the two of them.
Figuring out what to do about Josh was problem one. Problem two was that I needed to get off desk duty so I could watch his back the way he had watched mine so many times. Fuck, that made this whole situation that much worse. I’d crossed a line, and I had every intention of doing it again.
Everything about this girl had me head over heels. I hadn’t gone to the same high school as Dani and Josh had, but the city wasn’t that big, and Josh and I were friends. I knew Dani had gone through hell with kids teasing her when we were in school. She had grown to almost six feet tall by the time she was twelve or thirteen, and anything that wasn’t exactly the norm was fair game to kids that age. Going through that could have made her bitter. It could have made her cruel. Instead, she used it as fuel to pursue martial arts. Talk about a kick-ass woman. How could I not develop a crush on her? The fact that she kept at it well into adulthood showed a kind of commitment and determination that I admired.
Add to all of that the fact that she has long silky-looking hair, badass tattoos, and a sexy, sculpted body, yeah, I was smitten.
I had the career I wanted, even if I was stuck at a desk in the short term. I had great friends. I loved the little city where I lived. I wasn’t sure how I felt about having kids, but I had my cat to drive me crazy, and that was enough for me for now. I didn’t even mind being single, except that I had already known the woman I was meant to spend the rest of my life with. If it wasn’t for her, I could have just stuck with the single life and been happy. Knowing what we could have and not going after it was a special kind of torture. Since I’d gotten injured, it was hard to keep convincing myself that not being with her was for the best. Life was short. Everyone knew that, but the day-to-day routine of work, washing dishes, buying groceries, and binge-watching TV shows made it easy to forget that. What was that saying? The days are long, but the years are short. Yeah, I think I understood that.
Would going after her have me losing my best friend? I wasn’t sure.
Up until now, I hadn’t been willing to find out. My mindset had changed since the accident. It had really changed since she’d made it clear that the attraction wasn’t one-sided. Did she want something more than just physical? She hadn’t said, but I was damn well going to find out next time I saw her.
Luckily for me, she had texted to move our next training session to my place. I wasn’t stupid enough to think that she did that just to ride my dick. Although a man could dream. If I knew her at all, she was torturing herself thinking about what it would do to Josh if he found out we’d fooled around. I also wondered if she was hoping that our little heavy petting session would turn into more. God, I hoped it would. The fact that sucking my dick got her so hot that she rubbed one out while she did it told me something. As much as I thought I knew about Dani, there was more to discover.