Carmelita was finally at home, stressed out and pissed off. She received a good verbal lashing from her Boss, Chief Barkley for once again failing to arrest Sly Cooper.
"That damn Ringtail…" She murmured to herself.
Carmelita snatched her badge from her collar and out of pure rage, threw it across the living room, not caring where it landed. Then she stormed off upstairs to her bedroom. She then went straight to her bathroom and turned the knobs of the shower on. She removed her clothes and stepped into the shower. The hot water drenched her as well as soothe her. However, as calming as the shower was, it couldn't alleviate her disappointment in herself. Not because of her letting Cooper escape for the umpteenth time but because of what happened between them in that alley. She mentally kicked herself for being so careless and stupid like that. Her straddling him the way she did was bad enough but knowing that the Raccoon was becoming aroused by her made her loath him more than usual.
"He had the nerve to show that arrogant yet innocent smirk to me. As if he wanted me to fuck him in that alley. That Cooper is loco and such a pervert." Carmelita frowned at that thought of him staring at her like that.
It was already a pain that, along with rumors about her and Cooper, she also had to put up with perverted men at the Station who would either leer at her or make inappropriate comments to her. Now she just turned a thief on, how was she going to deal with that? Everything about that moment was so…awkward.
She just sighed in annoyance and turned the shower off and headed back to her bedroom. She put her pajamas on and plopped down on her bed. Although she was extremely tired, especially after sleeping less than four hours the night before, she found herself wide awake. That Raccoon was on her mind. She couldn't believe it. Sly Cooper, the cocky and snarky thief who always caused hell for the past few years now and yet…he was charming, polite, and such a gentleman despite being a criminal. He wasn't the scrawny eighteen-year-old boy she first met. He was now twenty-one years old, still thin, but it was obvious that he was working out more. She couldn't even get out of his grip. One side of her despised him but another part of her felt something for him.
Carmelita shook it out of her mind. She never thought about him this way before, why was this happening now?
"What the hell is wrong with me? Even if I wanted to be with Ringtail, it would never work out, I'm a cop and he's a thief."
She closed her eyes and tried to think of something else to clear her mind.
"It would never work." She sleepily mumbled and then drifted off to sleep.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate it. I really don't know how this story is gonna go, my fingers have control over me. Hehe. Like I said before, the rating of this story could change if it becomes too mature, not right away but just keep that in mind. There may be some OCs in this story by chapter 4 or 5, and yes even though I did say that this story may be only 4 or 5 chapters long, I take that back, it may be longer than that.