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Chapter 18

He waves a badge. I barely see blue and gold and can't read a word from this far. Anyway, I decide to yield to the order.

Probably, this is what you call listening to my gut; my last action before I jump to my feet is to bury my hand under the blanket and rub my palm over Jasper's penis. Finding his erection slowly dying, I experience the devastation of a great loss, causing my shoulders to slouch and smile to fade. I need to let him know how bad it feels to lose contact, so I decide to tell him a few words before I leave. The thought that Riley Biers, the Agent, is watching is killing me, but nothing can stop me from whispering in Jasper's ear.

"I love your size and shape. I believe that cock is molded to fit inside me. I adore its smoothness. For fuck's sake, I even adore its temperature. We should make us work somehow, or it would be such a waste."

His only answer is a grunt. With a sigh, I sit and put my shoes back on. It's embarrassing to tie the laces; I'm slow and my fingers tremble. I can't even remember the moment I undid these laces and taken my shoes off… fuck, fuck, fuck.

"I saw your portrait in Chief Swan's office in Forks," I hiss, walking around the newcomer on my way out. I never hear his answer, 'cause I'm out of there within the next second.

Now, call the Chief.

He answers immediately. Is it not a good sign he's at the station?

"Nice to hear from you, son. Is something wrong?"

Yes, Sir. All gone wrong.

"Nope, found the Hales in good health, Emmett's with Rosalie and Alice right now, and I am… was… with Jasper. I just wanted to check something with you, Sir, if possible?"

"Okay." I hear him scratching his beard. "Shoot."

"The leaflet we saw on your desk. It had a certain Riley Biers' photo on it, but I couldn't read the smaller lettering. Was he missing? Or a wanted criminal?"

The laughter at the other end of the line lasts a few seconds.

"But, Edward! Riley is a kid from Forks who joined Seattle PD. Haven't seen him in a while. I thought it was a good idea to print out the bulletin about his promotion, The kid's an agent now, you know. What about him?"

"No, it's nothing. I was just curious." What he'd said was enough, no more details needed. "Talk to you later, Sir. Thank you."

What now? Is Agent Biers after the Hales for their insurance frauds? Is Jasper in trouble?

I do the only very natural thing, and stick my ear to the door. I'm even determined to rush in and do some bad things to the officer if he threatens my man.

The voices I hear are raised, and it's easy to follow the conversation, although I've missed the beginning.

"Will you just listen, Jasper –"

"No, you listen, Riley. You let me fuck you so you can get hold of her? How sick are you? Is your work really that important? You're a freak, that's what you are!"

"But I really enjoyed it. I like you."

"I don't believe a word! And why are you here? Go find her, I'm not your business!"

"Jasper…" The sound that follows is undetectable. Most probably, a piece of furniture crashes against the floor. Feet pace along a short distance.

"Don't touch me!" It's Jasper, shrieking.

It only takes a moment for me to decide to rush back in. Agent or not, if he's hurting my man, he's the enemy. Jasper is totally defenseless, disabled and hurt. And, besides, no one's touching him, not if I'm around… even though they've been fucked by him. The thought hurts, as if I'm cattle and someone has just used scorching iron to imprint a brand on my bare chest, right over the huge cavity where my flipping heart beats. My lungs are going to burst.

I reach for the door handle, only to notice my vision is blurred. I can't focus, and I need to get rid of the tears in my eyes first. I blink a few times, hand in the air, and reach for the handle once again. This time it clicks, and I push the door open.

Agent Riley Biers is kneeling by Jasper's bed. He's holding my man's hand in his, as if he's proposing. The disgusting fact that Jasper isn't withdrawing his hand is something I can't comprehend. My beautiful man is on his back, still covered with the blanket. His chiseled shoulders are on display, and his free hand covers half of his face, the palm covering his mouth. His eyes are wide open; he's silent.

He registers my presence with a rise of one eyebrow, and a single syllable leaves his lips, "Fuck." It's muffled under his palm.

"Yeah, fuck," I say. "I heard, Jasper. You two are a thing."

"No." Two voices object simultaneously.

Agent Biers tries to stand in a hurry, but falters and drops in bed, next to Jasper. That's the moment I see red. My only thought is to drag that scum away from my man. I approach him in the blink of an eye, grab the lapels of his jacket and pull until he stands, his face almost touching mine. I can smell his breath, and see several flakes of dandruff nestled in his dark hair, right at my eye level.

"You'd better not stay there!" I roar.

The next thing I feel is something hard pressed against my stomach. My eyes follow the curve of Riley's arm, right to the point where his fist holds a gun. His knuckles are white.

In slow motion, I return my gaze to his face. His lips are pursed, eyes a glowing ember.

"Step back," he says. "And calm down."

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