Fight Night

Chapter 3: The ADA

Deja stormed through the doors of the police precinct and made her way back towards the interrogation room. The officers that were on duty could tell by the look on her face, she was not to be messed with. She barged into the medium sized room to find her client, Jason Townes, sitting at the table sporting a pair of silver handcuffs and enjoying the company of two officers and the Assistant District Attorney, Wade Barrett.

"Alright… Why exactly is my client here?" she asked pointedly, staring at the officers.

"We arrested Mr. Townes on a petty theft charge, for stealing two cases of beer from a gas station. After running his license, we also found that there was a warrant issued for his arrest due to a substantial amount of unpaid parking tickets." one of the officers stated.

"The warrant also nabbed him with a failure to appear in court over the super speeder ticket he received two months ago…" the other officer added. At this point, Deja was furious with her client as her eyes traveled back and forth between the officers and Jason. She could've been rolling around in her bed with a big sexy ass Samoan man tonight, but no… Her client's needs were more important than her hedonistic wants.

"Thank you gentlemen… May I have a word with the ADA in private please?" Deja requested, pointing to the one man she literally despised. The officers carefully escorted Jason out of the room and back to his holding cell, giving the attorneys a moment alone to discuss business.

"Well it's certainly nice to see you again, Ms. Carter…" Wade smirked. He had tried several times in the past to get Deja's attention but she always shot him down. She was strict about not mixing business with pleasure and going out with the ADA was a definite no-no.

"What kind of options do you have for my client, Mr. Barrett?" she huffed, looking away from him.

"Guess it's right to business then..." he sighed. "For all the charges combined, your client may face up to two years in the penitentiary..."

"Two years! Come on Wade, that's a little dramatic...even for your standards." Deja argued.

"Well I suppose that could all be fixed. I'm still open to us having a nice dinner to discuss things a bit further..." Wade grinned. He watched as Deja narrowed her eyes at him, knowing full well that she was about to shoot him down yet again.

"No thank you. Now... What's the other option? I'm assuming you have a plea bargain that we could opt for." she said sternly as she crossed her arms. Her phone buzzed with a text message that briefly interrupted the awkward tension in the room. "Excuse me..." she said softly, holding up a finger as she stepped away from Wade.

Roman: Hey sexy... Just letting you know I made it home safely. Hope everything is alright with your client. Maybe we can do lunch tomorrow?

Deja smiled after reading Roman's text and shot him a quick reply. Lunch was a great way to get them back on track and lord knows she was going to need something to take her mind off Sunday dinner with her family. She slipped the phone back into her bag and quickly turned her attention back to Mr. Barrett.

"Sorry about that. You were saying?"

"I was about to say that Mr. Townes' guilty plea would require 260 hours of community service with a set radius for house arrest and he needs to pay a $1,000 fine to cover his speeding and unpaid parking tickets. Of course he'll have to spend the rest of the weekend here before his gets placed before the judge on Monday. So what is your proposal, Ms. Carter?" the ADA asked with a smug little grin.

Deja rolled her eyes and shook her head as she pondered her response. "I need a moment to speak with my client..." she sighed.

"As you wish..." Wade nodded signaling to one of the officers to bring Jason back. "The counselor needs a moment with her client. I look forward to your collective decision Deja." Wade said with a wicked smile as he left the room.

Jason sat quietly in anticipation of Deja practically ripping him a new asshole while she paced around the room.

"Petty theft! Really Jason... Really?" Deja snarled looking over to her younger client. "What the hell were you thinking and why didn't you just pay for the beer? And don't even get me started on the parking tickets and the whole failure to appear in court shit... You have 30 seconds to explain... Go!"

"The failure to appear in court was a total accident! I overslept that day and… and I honestly didn't mean to. As for the parking tickets and the beer…" the young man stalled as shame filled his eyes. "I've been cut off…" Jason admitted, looking away from Deja the moment he said it.

"Jason what have you been doing? I know you parents love you but honestly kiddo, what is going on?" she sighed, taking a seat at the small metal table.

"Too many parties… Way too much drinking and just being irresponsible. Mom got fed up and cut me off. I don't have any money… so any food or clothes that I get come from my friends but there's a limit to that kinda stuff, you know?" he shrugged, twiddling his thumbs.

Deja felt bad for Jason, though he was only a few years younger than her she still considered him to be a kid to a certain extinct but at the same time she knew it was more than time for him to start acting like an adult.

"I'm going to make a deal with the ADA and also call your parents. You won't be able to make bail until Monday but when you do… That is if I can convince your parents, you're going to rehab and once that is finished you're going to get a job. Are we clear?" she asked holding out her fist for their friendly fist bump.

"We're crystal clear! And Deja… Thank you!" Jason half smiled, looking back down at his handcuffs.

"Don't go thanking me just yet…" she laughed. "I still have to call your parents and see if they'll even go along with this."


Roman laid in his bed staring up at the ceiling. He was bored and knew Deja was busy so he couldn't text her anymore while she was in attorney mode. Pondering options for lunch, he decided to look for a nice restaurant they could go to.

"Next time… get to know more about her first. It's probably a good thing we didn't sleep together tonight though. But damn baby girl has some serious curves." he smirked to himself as he cycled through random restaurant menus on his phone. Decisions, decisions… but he had no clue where to start.

"Shit… Now what the hell am I supposed to do? Ambrose is probably sleeping at his girl's place and there's no telling where the twins are." Roman muttered as he placed his phone down and drug himself out of bed. He looked at the clock and reached for his grey tank top hanging from the back of his desk chair.

The only thing he could think about was Deja and given the time, he knew the sun would be up soon. It was rare that Roman planned anything but he hoped that luck would be on his side as he grabbed his things and set out for downtown.

"Hope she's hungry…" he mused, sliding into his car.


"Well counselor, have you and your client reached an decision?" Wade questioned, looking over at Deja and Jason.

"As a matter of fact counselor… we have reached an agreement. We're going to accept the plea deal…"

"That's excellent…" Wade interrupted.

"With a few minor alterations." Deja added.

"Alterations?"

"Yes. Instead of 260 hours of community service, I recommend cutting that down to 120 hours of service. Also instead of being placed on house arrest, I have advised my client to enter rehab for three months after his release on Monday. Once his rehab stay is completed, he will need to have a probationary officer assigned to him tasked with the oversight of my client obtaining a job, completing his community service hours and also randomized alcohol and drug testings." she stated, placing her papers down on the table.

"While that is certainly more than a few minor alterations… the DA's office will accept your terms counselor. I'll get the all of the paperwork filed and see you in court on Monday for the judge's approval." Wade nodded.

Deja collected her things and watched as the officers escorted Jason back into the cell area for processing. She knew her client wasn't cut out for prison so lucky for him this stay was going to be very short lived. Jason thanked her once more and she gave him a small wave as she sighed walking towards the exit.

"God I'm exhausted…" she thought while walking down the stairs of the precinct.

"It's been quite a long night Ms. Carter… How about we grab a coffee from somewhere?" Wade offered.

"Damn that's too bad cause I was hoping she'd join me for breakfast…" Roman interrupted, drawing a huge smile from Deja and a massive frown from Wade as he stood there posted up against his classic red muscle car.

Deja could barely take her eyes off Roman. His fitted grey tank top drew her attention to his chest but then her eyes fell to his jeans and eventually made their way back up to his face and the long curtain of black hair resting on his shoulder.

"Who the hell is this guy... Samoan Fabio?" Wade huffed, scanning Roman from top to bottom.

"More like I'm the guy you don't wanna fuck with. How's that for an answer?" the big man snarled, pulling Deja toward him with an arm around her waist.

"Ok boys, cool down. I don't think a fight in front of the steps of the police department is such a good idea." Deja giggled. She was so amused by the tension between the two large men she had to cover her mouth after speaking.

"All I offered was to take her out for coffee. I wasn't aware that she was seeing anyone…" Wade retorted.

"Well now you know. Anything else you wanna say, buddy?" Roman questioned.

"Nothing at all. And it was my mistake, you looked more like one of her clients instead of a suitable love interest…" the ADA said mockingly.

"You better run along now 'cause it would be a damn shame if that suit were to get ruined right now." Roman growled, snapping Deja out of her haze. She quickly realized that things were escalating between the two men and she needed to do something.

"Alright fellas that's enough. Wade you know my rule… You're the Assistant District Attorney, so that automatically puts you in the business category. We are strictly business! On the other hand, Roman is…"

"Pure pleasure…" he interjected with a smirk causing Deja to shiver at the soft but deep rumble of his voice. She took a deep breath and looked over to Wade with a small shrug.

"He took the words right out of my mouth." she blushed.

"No matter… I'll see you in court on Monday, Ms. Carter." the ADA fumed as his British accent seeped out a bit more in anger this time. Deja and Roman stood by and watched as Wade stormed off to get into his car.

"So anyway… Hey sexy." Roman grinned down at Deja.

"Hey big boy…" she smirked, looking up at him. "What are you even doing here? I figured you'd be at home sleeping by now."

"Yeah, I tried that and it didn't work out so well…" he pouted.

"Aww and why is that?" she frowned, playfully scratching at his beard.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you. And it wasn't because we had to pump the brakes on our late night activities… It was more than that. I really wanna get to know you more and if that means waiting outside the police headquarters to take you to breakfast, then so be it." Roman smiled with a slight chuckle. Deja couldn't stop blushing as she looked at him.

"Breakfast sounds really amazing right about now." Deja beamed.

"And I still want to go to lunch with you too, but it'll probably be a late lunch. I know you need to get some rest and I while I'm loving this dress on you… I pretty sure you're more than ready to get out of it." he said teasingly.

Deja laughed giving Roman a playful shove to the chest but nodded in agreement. She was more than ready to get out of that dress but she certainly couldn't deny the fact that she was starving. Before she said anything to Roman she stared at her car, pondering what to do.

"Ah don't worry about your Benz… I'm sure it'll be safe here. If not you can follow me to the diner and then we can part ways afterward." he shrugged.

"Looks like I'm gonna have to because there's no way I'm leaving my baby here." she giggled. "It is a shame though… I was really looking forward to riding in that beautiful 1970 Chevy Chevelle SS you've got there." Deja smirked, pointing to Roman's car.

"Well… the lady knows the law, her designer labels and her cars." he grinned, stepping closer to Deja.

"Once a gear head… Always a gear head." she winked, walking over to her car. "Now let's go get some food. We can talk more about… cars." Deja smiled, biting her lip.

Roman gave her a little nod before hopping into his car and firing up the engine. The fact that she knew something about cars had him intrigued even more than he already was. His decision to drive over to the precinct and wait for her turned out to be a great one. The fact that he was going to see her again for lunch had him happier than a kid on Christmas.

Deja pulled up next to him at the traffic light and rolled down her window.

"Which diner are we going to big boy?" she smiled.

"The Broken Egg… Why?" Roman asked curiously as he revved his engine.

"Oh… no reason." Deja giggled, running her eyes over his face once more. As soon as the light turned green, she peeled off leaving Roman sitting at the light.

"Oh hell no…" he gasped, stomping on his gas pedal to race and catch up to her. This woman was full of surprises and it was safe to say that Roman couldn't wait to uncover them all.


Hello loves! Sorry for the delay... had a little mini vacation last week and was super busy but I'm back! Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed. More updates to follow!

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