So it seems people want Rollaro and some people want Bensaro. Because I like to make everyone happy…here's the plan: This story will remain Rollaro, I will write a Bensaro, and I will also write a Rollaro/Bensaro love triangle as well as a follow up to Flirtatious Weekend. Sound fair?

Thank you all for reading the wondrous thoughts I'm able to form into stories. I appreciate all the feedback and knowing that some of you actual enjoy my stories.

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Nick watched Amanda as she let her blouse fall to the floor she unzipped her slacks and let them fall to the floor as well. His heart rate picked up as his eyes wondered up and down her body, she had on matching purple satin panties and bra. He loved that color on her, it perfectly complimented her skin tone. He watched as she unclasped her bra and pulled one of his white undershirts on. She turned around and Nick felt himself getting hard when he noticed her nipples were hard. He met her eyes as she walked back to the bed. She held his gaze and climbed into bed with him.

"You're sexy…" Nick whispered.

"Thank you." Amanda blushed, "But I think you're high on pain killers right now."

"Or could I just be high on you right now?" He bore his eyes into hers as he rubbed his thumb over her wrist.

She felt her breath get caught in her throat. She didn't like that he was able to have this kind of effect on her. She felt speechless as her brain searched for a response.

"You're such a flirt." She tried to laugh it off.

"I'm serious, Amanda. You are such a sexy woman especially when you wear my clothes."

Amanda sat up a little and leaned away from him. He couldn't be serious right now, could he? What was he trying to do to her?

"Can I have a kiss, please?" He clenched his jaw and looked at her with a playful twinkle in his eyes.

She loved his square jaw line. She thought it was the sexiest thing when he clenched it. She felt herself melting for him, falling into his charming trance. She closed her eyes and slowly leaned closer to him; once their lips met she felt she felt the familiarly intense sparks. His lips were soft, he gently kissed her twice. Amanda opened her eyes and pulled back a little, she noticed he still had his eyes closed but quickly opened them when he sensed her pull back from him. She couldn't let him do this to her again…make her fall for him and then dump her without telling her.

"Amanda…" he slowly said her name.

"Nick, I can't do this with you again…" tears built up in her eyes.

"Amanda, I'm sorry. I am truly sorry for hurting you. I know you called me and at the time I wasn't sure why I was not returning your calls. So much was going on and I wasn't able to wrap my mind around it all."

"Nick-" She said softly.

"Please, let me finish…" He pleaded with his eyes.

Amanda nodded her head for him to continue.

"I was a jerk for not trying to communicate my feelings and confusion with you. I couldn't believe I was a traffic cop, it felt like a bad dream. How could I go from being a grade 2 detective to a fuckin' traffic cop? As the days went on it all began to sink in and I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked like a toy cop. I felt you deserved a better man… I felt low, humiliated and unworthy of you. I thought about you telling your friends back home that you had a boyfriend and how embarrassing it would be for you to tell them I was a traffic cop. I'm sorry, baby."

He looked at her with such sad eyes. "Nick, I didn't care that you were demoted. I was just relieved for you that you didn't have to go to prison. We all knew traffic beat was going to be temporary. I really liked you and it didn't matter to me if you were a detective or a cashier at a liquor store. I just wanted you and I would have still wanted you if you were in prison."

"Please, forgive me? I'm sorry for hurting you. I know you're not the kind of woman that cares about stuff like that." He searched her eyes for some kind of hint that he would be forgiven.

"I forgive you, Nick." Amanda reached out and wiped the tears from his face. She knew he was sorry and that he truly did not mean to hurt her. She knew he wasn't the type of guy that stomped all over people's feelings. Nor was he the kind a man that cried. She lowered her head and kissed him. He rested his forehead against hers, she slid down into the bed and nestled her body as close to his as she could.

Nick lifted his arm so she could snuggle closer; though it was painful, he felt the need to hold her. Thankfully she was on the opposite side of his wounded thigh, he felt her lay her head down on his chest, place her hand on his abdomen, and throw her leg over his. He planted soft kisses on her head and inhaled the scent of her hair.

"I missed you." she murmured.

"I missed you more, my love." He said as they both drifted off to sleep.

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Short chapter to establish Rollaro. I will start on the follow up chapter asap.