She moves. She fucks me hard, and I watch her orgasm wash over her. Then I fuck her harder, and we watch each other as we come together.
And when we walk into the police station, we’re only seven minutes late.
Rome is waiting for us, so I lead us to his office. “Sorry, we’re late.” I toss my arm around my girl and introduce them. “This is Annie Farrow. Annie, this is Detective Rome Lewis.”
“No worries.” He comes around his desk, and we shake hands. “I understand. Annie,” he smiles at her. “Nice to meet you.”
“You, too, Detective.”
“Call me Rome.” He motions to the chairs in front of his desk. “Please, take a seat.”
He settles opposite us and opens a small notebook. “You didn’t tell me what this was about, so what can I do for you?”
Annie hesitates, but I put my hand on her leg. “I’d like to file a report. Someone broke into my apartment yesterday and, uh, vandalized it.”
“Did they steal anything?”
“Not that I can tell. They just destroyed everything, my couch, TV, everything.”
He looks at me. “You got leads?”
“Got more than that.”
Rome grins, and the leather chair creaks when he leans back. “Love it when you guys make my job easier.”
“I don’t think you’ll be saying that when you find out it was Tara.”
The expression on his face flattens as does his voice. “Fuck, seriously?”
“Yup. But we can’t find her, so there’s that.”
“Dammit.” He scrubs his hands down his face. “I don’t want to hear anything other than Annie’s statement. And you tell Fitz that any evidence he has, it only crosses my desk if he obtained it legally.”
“Yeah…that might be a problem.”
He puts his elbows on his knees. “Max is gonna be all over this, so I’m telling you now it has to be by the book.”
“Who’s Max?” Annie asks.
“Tara’s brother.” Rome points across the hall to a darkened office. “And my partner.”
“Oh crap.”
“You can say that again,” Rome mutters, handing Annie a pen and a piece of paper. “Fill that out for me. A word, Ben.”
I follow him into the hallway and hold my hands up. “I know.”
“We’re going to be looking at felony vandalism.”
“I know.”
“Do you? Really?”
I narrow my eyes. “It’s not like I’m enjoying this. I have enough shit to deal with. The last thing I want to do is deal with Tara Ellis. She’s becoming unpredictable, and you know it. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect Annie, whatever it fucking takes.”
“Uncle Benny!” Mazie runs up to me, her blonde curls bouncing.
“Hey, kiddo.” I pick her up and point to Annie. “This is Annie. Annie, Crazy Mazie.”
