"Well look what the cat dragged in" Shane said, as I walked in 15 minutes for work, feeling like death.
"Sorry boss" I said sarcastically "my alarm didn't go off".
"Yeah right! Nothing to do with being out all night with the local biker dudes" he said giving me a disgusted look.
"Oh behave, will you? I was talking to one of them and that was that" I said rolling my eyes.
"Amelia its not a good look if our only female officer is seen drinking with the local gangs. And these gangs are doing gd knows what, they are involved with the true IRA" He said.
"I've told you a million times do not call me Amelia and they're allegedly involved with the IRA" I snapped.
"that's bull shit and you know it" he screamed. I could see he was getting mad, he was grinding his teeth.
"What is this really about? Is it really me making the sheriffs department look bad or is it because some other guy was paying me attention" i said walking towards my desk. I heard him exhale loudly before kicking the bin next to his desk and stormed out of the station.
"What a fucking ass!" I shouted, before sitting down and switching the monitor on.
"Lovers tiff?" Rick asked walking in with my coffee order.
"Don't start! All i did was go out for a few beers that's all. And now one of samcro's members is balls deep in me, according to him" i said pointing towards the door.
"he still loves you and it hurts to see you having a good time without him" he replied.
"that's all well and good but he's the one who ruined everything, by fucking that woman, behind my back" i snapped.
"I get it Lia, but you can't let it effect your work" Rick sighed.
"Then he needs to get off my fucking back" I snapped back.
"I will have a word, if you can just be mindful of the situation" he said.
The rest of the day Shane and I kept our distance as much as possible.
It was a slow day so I took an early lunch. I had a walk to the local diner and I ordered my favourite salad and an iced tea.
The Samcro member that had been flirting with me the previous night walked in wearing his cut.
"Oh hello Officer Clarke" he grinned.
"Mr Ortiz" I replied.
"How's your head?" He asked.
"not bad at all" I smiled.
"Do you think I could see you again he asked "maybe when you have the day off?"
"I don't think that's a good idea. I'm an officer of the law, and you're in a gang. We're supposed to hate each other" I replied.
"we don't hate each other do we?" He asked.
"course not, but it doesn't look good does it, for either of us" I replied.
The waitress handed me my order.
"I don't care how it looks" he winked.
"We're not Romeo and Juliet" I laughed, walking away rolling my hips, making sure to engage my ass, as I did.
"Lia, I will be taking you on a date if it kills me"
Without even turning round I shouted back "carry on shouting like that in public and it will kill you".
I did actually find Juan really attractive. He had head Tattoos and a Mohawk. He had that most beautiful eyes and smile. Which made it extra hard not to go on a date with him. But like Shane said, he was in a gang that were rumoured to be involved w guns, drugs and the true IRA.
There wasn't a hells chance that either side would allow it to happen, even if we turned a blind eye to each others professions.
People would say I was a dirty cop and his club would say he was a snitch. So as much as I had imagined ripping his clothes off, at least 3 times a day, since I moved to Charming 3 years ago. It legit was never going to happen.