The characters in this story do not belong to me…just the story! Happy reading!! Much longer chapter this time!!
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The next morning was just as heavenly as they sat down to the kitchen table for a family breakfast. The twins sat giggling and smiling at their parents while they told secrets.
"What is with those two," Chris said to Rita who was sitting in his lap.
"They're related," she said smiling with a fork full of food, "open up."
"I don't mean like that," he said chewing. He swallowed. "I mean that they look like conspirators."
"You have quite the imagination Sam," she said with a grin. "They are children. Children are just cute."
"Those two look like demons over there WHISPERING in front of their parents."
The two children looked at their parents and sat there completely still. Both sets stared each other down until Samuel asked could he and Samantha be excused.
"Why Sam?" Chris asked his protege.
"Because we'd like to whisper in the privacy of our own room," he replied smartly.
"Samuel," Chris said in an angry tone of voice. He sounded very angry and Rita put her hand on his arm.
"Sammie could you put the dishes in the sink and put away the dry ones. Have your brother help you," Rita said to her daughter.
"Yes mom."
"Christopher he's just..."
"He's just looking for the beating of a lifetime," he said to her.
"Don't beat him Chris. I'll talk to him."
"Rita," he said to her, "I love those kids with all my heart and soul but that boy is cruisin' for a bruisin'. I'm gonna beat him."
She kissed lightly just letting her lips barely brush his. He pulled her closer to him and intensified the kiss. They were interrupted by the sound of a voice.
"I'm sorry Dad," little Sam said from the doorway, "I was rude."
"It's okay son," Chris said smiling at him. "You and your sister can go ahead outside."
As the children left he took Rita in his arms and began walking upstairs.
"Don't get dirty!" she yelled after them as she was carried upstairs.
When he laid her down on the bed, Rita felt drunk with love and excitement. Three times in less than 24 hours had not been done since their wedding night.
"Going for a new record," she whispered into his ear as he kissed her neck. He looked at her eyes and the little smile in her face and didn't say a word. His hands found their way inside and out of her silk pajamas. He caressed her and kissed her speech away. She couldn't say anything. She just felt with every fiber of her being.
"What was that?" he said a few minutes later.
"Hmm... hmm"
"Speechless?" he asked her with that Lorenzo smile. She shook her head. "Good."
They went to the park later that day and ate out for dinner. They made love again that night into the early dawn.
Two weeks later it started again. The bites grabbed between work and the kids and the PTA and everything else. One night as they sat in bed Chris thought about a few things.
"What's up Sam?" Rita asked noticing his pensiveness.
"I love you," he said looking at her.
"I know."
"I couldn't see this family surviving without you," he said putting his head on her breasts.
She began playing in his hair as she thought of the words to say.
"You don't want me to go undercover do you?" she asked absent-mindedly.
"No."
"We are cops Chris. This is our work."
"Why can't you let someone else do it," he said softly. He knew the answer.
"Because this is my job," said kissing his forehead.
"So is this family," he said becoming angry.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.
"You care more about work than us," he stated simply.
She looked down at him, shocked. "I can't believe you said that," she said pushing him off of her. She turned over and tried to go to sleep without saying a word.
"Sam I'm sorry," he said running has hand down her arm. She slapped at him. "Aw, damn it Sam, don't go to bed mad."
"You won't let me," she said angrily, awake.
"I'm sorry," he said again begging. "Please don't be mad at me. I'm stupid, we both know it. Please don't be mad."
She never could stay mad at him long. Listening to him berate himself and beg was too much.
"Oh all right," she said turning to face him, "I'm not mad at you. But that wasn't fair Chris, I love this family more than anything and you, of all people, know it."
He knew she did and was more sorry for what he said now than he was two seconds ago. He looked at the hurt expression on her face and felt himself hurting inside. He knew he was wrong but anytime she did this kind of stuff his stomach would tie in knots until he saw her safe at home with him and their children.
"You're right, it wasn't fair. It wasn't nice either," he said with a distasteful look.
"I know you hate to apologize," she said to him, "but you really hurt my feelings. This family, you and Sam and Sammie, are my entire world."
"I know," he said giving himself a mental kick, "What I really feel is just fear."
"Of what?" she asked while rubbing her hand up and down his thigh.
"That I won't finish this thought if you keep doing that," he said giving her one of his trademark smiles. She smiled back. "I'm just scared that one day I'll get that call." She felt his body shudder at his revelation.
"I'm afraid of the same thing too but this is what we do. We both had the opportunity to try out other things but this is what we wanted."
"I know," he said imitating the same motion on her thigh, "I just wish you didn't. We don't work in the same department and I don't care what Cap says, nobody would protect you like I do."
"Come here you," she said bringing their bodies together. "Here's your last chance, would you like to me to quit?"
"I plead the fifth and hereby revoke the previous conversation. Can I have a kiss now?"
For another night they laid beside each other making love and holding each other. They awoke at the light of dawn.
"Hello you," Rita said rubbing Chris's chest. He opened one eye and peered at her.
"Woman," he said hoarsely, "I just got to sleep."
She gave him a seductive pout and ran her feet up his legs. She touched his naked body all over.
"Have you no shame?" he asked her with a grin.
"Not when it comes to you." They made love in the early morning until they heard the scampering of little feet. They were kissing when the twins came in.
"Mom, I need lunch."
"I can't find my boots."
"Have your brother make you a sandwich. The juice is on the bottom shelf with the fruits. Your boots are in the hall closet," she said between kisses.
"Mom!"
"Oh all right," she said untangling herself from her husband, "Are you sure you want more like those?"
"Whole house full," he said smiling.
"Stupid ass. I'm still wondering why I would volunteer for this kind of job, no benefits and the pay sucks."
"I got your pay and your benefits right here," he said motioning to the bed he was in.
"Dirty dog." He threw the sheets at her as she ran out clad only in his work shirt. He pulled on some sweats as he went to join her in the kitchen. The kids were on their way out the door when he halted them.
"Hey," he said stopping them dead in their tracks, "Where do you think your going?"
"To school."
"Well..."
"We kissed Mom already," Samuel said ushering his sister to the door.
"What about me?"
"Bye Dad." and they high-tailed it out the house and to their bus stop.
"You rats!" Chris screamed out the door then he closed it behind him. He turned to see a very red Rita with her hand clamped over her mouth.
"And I would assume you found that quite amusing, you and your demon children hell bent on driving me crazy." She looked at his face and couldn't hold it any longer. She bursts out laughing so hard that with one plop she hit the floor, right on her butt. She started rubbing it but she couldn't stop laughing. Then it happened. Tears started streaming down her face as she laughed and laughed and laughed.
"Oh so you think this is that funny," he said picking her up off the floor and putting her on the counter. He tried to look hurt and was successful. Rita hung her head as the laughing became a low rumble then ceased.
"I'm sorry," she said giving him her cutest face.
"Don't look at me like that," he warned her.
She looked at the clock on the microwave. "It's 7:30"
"So," he said kissing her.
The phone rang and he answered.
"Hello... "No I'm not coming to work today. Headache."... Yep, tomorrow." He hung up the phone and proceeded to kiss her again. She was breathless when the phone rang again and he handed it to her.
"Yes, I know I'm supposed to be to work by now Mrs. Haney," Rita was saying while Chris kissed from her abdomen up her body and paused to play with her breasts. She drew in a breath. "I'm in the middle of something that might take all day. Yes...yes...I'll see you tomorrow...yes... good bye Captain."
She hung up the phone and wrapped her arms around Chris who picked her up and laid her down on the kitchen floor. They made love right there until noon where they went to the bathroom planning to shower where instead, they ended up making love.
They both ended up staying out of work until Thursday. Thursday morning Rita heard the phone ring and bolted up.
"Hello."
"Mrs. Lorenzo, if you have not forgotten you work here and we are in the middle of an investigation in which you are to go undercover."
"Yes Captain," Rita said rubbing her eyes. "I'll be there in 45 minutes." She hung up the phone and tried to get out the bed but found herself to be in lock down.
"Sam," she whispered. He moved in closer and tightened his grip. "Honey." He tightened his grip some more and said 'sweetie pie' as he rolled over.
"Christopher, I can't breathe," she hissed.
"Hunh?"
"Let go."
"Where ya goin'?" he said yawning. He loosened his grip and she darted to the bathroom.
"Work."
"Call out."
"Can't," she said coming out of the shower. "Remember. I'm supposed to go undercover tonight. I might not be back til morning. Love you."
"Okay."
"Christopher get up and go to work."
"I'm too tired," he whimpered.
"Then at least make the kids breakfast," she said darting out the door.
