22. Olivia
Chapter twenty-two
Olivia
“O’Connor! My office now!” The Captain yells at me. I get up from my seat, lock my computer, and head towards his office. We have some nosey fuckers in the office, and I don’t need them snooping through all that I have found out about Los Comos. I know I have a great team behind me, but I don’t need someone trying to take credit for my work.
I knocked on the door seal and popped my head into the office.
“Come in, O’Connor.” He says in a gruff voice
“What can I do for you, Captain?”
“Please have a seat .” I sit in the chair, crossing my right knee over my left. I tap my foot as my nerves are getting the best of me. I am reviewing everything I could have done to land me in this office. I don’t think I have done anything wrong. I have all the up-to-date information on Los Comos. I wonder if there’s a new file I need to look into. Maybe a more solid place to start looking for these fuckers?
I am pulled out of my thoughts when the Captain clears his throat. “So, O’Connor, you have been doing great with the Los Comos case. I have been talking with people, and they have been impressed with your work. We would like to offer you a permanent position in the Investigation Unit, if that is something you are interested in. You are a great fit, and the team already loves you.”
I swear I hear Captain chuckle as my jaw drops. What the fuck did he just say? This is a joke, right? This was the last thing I expected, but something I have been working my ass off to get to! It's as if all my hard work is finally being recognized. I am proving to myself and my family that I made the right decision to go into Law Enforcement, and not the Financial field.
“I would love to be a part of the Investigation Unit. That has been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. Thank you, Captain.” I stutter and make a fool of myself because I sound like a small child who got what they wanted.
“You will be moving to the FBI building downtown, where the team is. That is where you will report from now on. I will let their Captain know you agreed; we will get your paperwork ready for transfer, and you will most likely be reporting there starting Monday.” My mind is going a thousand miles an hour, and I have the biggest smile on my face.
“Thank you so much, Captain. You won’t regret this decision.” He dismisses me from his office with a nod, and I practically skip to my desk.
I am so excited that I had to send a text to Alex.
Me: Hey, I just got the best news!
Alex: What’s up? I love great news! Also! Long time no talk, by the way.
Me: I am officially part of the Investigation unit!!! This is my dream come true! Also, I know. I am sorry. Work has been crazy. Dinner tonight? My treat!
Alex: Congratulations! That's amazing! I am so proud of you! Dinner tonight sounds great! But how about you come to my place for dinner? It’s my treat, and we get to celebrate your amazing accomplishment.
I am smiling, and so many people are starting to look my way.
Alex: Rachel is at my house right now, so I will have to explain that situation in person. Would 6 be a good time?
Me: Sounds great! See you then! I have to start packing up my desk!
That's not what I was expecting him to say. I wonder what's happening with Rachel and why she's at Alex’s house. I will have to ask him before we go inside.
When I get home from work, I shower to clean off the day; then I find my Black spaghetti-strap dress that stops mid-thigh. I put on some makeup and curled my red hair so it’s not poofy like a poodle, but in ringlet curls. Looking in the mirror, I approve of my look, grab my black heels, and head for the door. I sit on the bench beside my door, strap my heels, grab my clutch and keys, and head to the garage. I am so excited for tonight. I have needed to see Alex. I have missed him. It also happens that the last time I saw him was when he blew my mind with fantastic sex. Maybe we could have a repeat of that night. I'm not sure how that would work with Rachel at the house, but if I had my way, I would have her join.
Most people don’t know this, but I have had sex with more women than I have men. The only person who knows everything is Oliver, but he is my twin, so of course, he knows everything. I have never actually had a girlfriend, though; usually, it’s dinner, then sex, and then we never speak again. I know I sound like a whore…
When I pull into Alex’s house, he steps out onto the front porch. Looking absolutely delicious in a black long-sleeve Henley, dark denim jeans, and bare feet, his dark brown hair was styled to spike up slightly at the front. His hands were in his pockets, and he smiled from ear to ear. Damn, he is good-looking! I don’t know how he takes my breath away whenever I see him. Is this a normal reaction, or should I see the doctor?
I get out of the car, pull down my dress since it started to ride up while I was driving, and walk up to his house. He wraps me in a hug and kisses the top of my head.
“Hey, beautiful.” He kisses my head and then lifts my chin to kiss my lips.
Okay, I am swooning. This man has some magical spell on me, and I don’t know if I even care.