The New York Detective That Complicated My Life
His mouth is trailing down my neck as I'm looking up at the ceiling. God what am I doing, I shouldn't be doing this but then at the same time I feel like I should be doing this. His hand slowly slides up inside my shirt to rest right above my right hip. He starts slightly nipping at the base of my neck. His works his way up to earlobe where he lightly tugs on it with his teeth. His hand that was at my right hip makes his way up to my right side of my ribcage. What is he doing?
I am about to ask what he's doing when my phone starts ringing in pocket.
"Don't answer it." He says as his mouth finally moves back to mine but I pull away.
"I have to." With my phone in my back pocket, I have some difficulty taking it out of my back pocket since Flack is on top me and his mouth is back on my neck, but he moves down to my collarbone. I finally take the phone out of my pocket and answer it, all while he's doing what he's doing.
"Yeah?" I ask hoping that I don't sound out of breath.
"Hey Annabel, it's Stella I was wondering if you wanted to head out for a girls night with me." She asks as he starts to fiddle with the end of my t-shirt.
"Yeah, of course." I respond as I bite back a groan.
"Ok, I'll pick you up outside Flack's place in 30."
"All right, see you then." I shut the phone as I put it on the bedside table. He starts to lift the edge of my shirt slightly, but that's when I roll out from underneath to get him to stop.
"What's going on?" He asks as he catches his breath.
"I need to get ready Stella's picking me up in 30 to go out so you need to go so I can get ready." He groans as he get's up from the bed and walks out calling "we're not done with this." He shuts the door behind him. Shaking my head, I reach into my bag to take out an outfit for girl's with what I have. I put on a pink shirt and a pair of jeans that I have a hell of a time getting on. Then my leather jacket and head out of the room, but as I start walking, I realise these jeans are fucking difficult to walk in.
"Oh my god, I hate these jeans." I groan as I start walking towards the kitchen.
"Why did you hate those jeans?" I hear Flack as I round the corner and into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
"Because I can barely walk in them."
"Why the hell do you wear them then?" I turn around and find him at the entrance of kitchen.
"They make my thighs and my ass look amazing." His eyes travel down my eyes.
"Not going to disagree with you on that one." He comes closer to me, his hands trapping me on either side of the counter. "How about when you get back we... finish what was started?" He asks, a smile creeping its way on his face.
"Possibly..."
"Well then just think about." He kisses the tip of my nose just as a car horn goes off outside.
"That's Stella." I put my jacket and run into the bedroom to put on my inclosed black heels. With them on I actually have a few inches added. I very carefully, but quickly speed walk back into the kitchen.
"I'll see you when you get back." Flack pulls me in for a quick, but thorough kiss. "Have fun." I open the door and I'm about to step out when I instead step back and look back.
"Yeah?" He asks looking at me.
"I love you." I blurt out, then I quickly step into the hallway and close the door behind me. As I walk down the flight of stairs I had walked up yesterday, a lot goes through my mind. First of all, why the hell did I just randomly blurt out I love you, then not stick around. I mean what the hell is that? That to me is basically just saying 'i'm too afraid to admit that I love you.
Shaking the rest out of my head, I finally make my way outside to see Stella waiting outside for me.
"Annabel, you look great." She brings me over to the . car and we both get in. This was the start of a good night.
(Flack's POV)
Let me just say, Annabel has definitely turned out to be the girl I never thought she was going to be. I'm going to admit, when I first talked to her, I thought she was just another small town girl who had big dreams and came to new york. She was the exactly the opposite of what I thought. At first I had always kind of liked her but I didn't want it to seem like 'hey it's the guy who uses women faster than most people can tie their shoes' I didn't want to be that guy anymore, I just Didn't tell anyone because let's face it, they were going to think I was insane. I didn't tell anyone until I had asked Danny for advice, which believe me was something I would usually not do, but I was desperate. As I start to know Annabel more, I realized she's not the girl that's just going to one a casual hook up, she's going to want more.
When I told her I loved her, I was honestly not expecting her to cry into my leg. I thought maybe she'll think I'm joking around or she'll walk out of the room, but not under any circumstances cry into my fucking leg. I was shocked to hear that no other guy she's been with has told her they loved her. I don't know if it's because past relationships were just not that serious or the guys were just ass holes, but that kind of made me shocked because how could someone led her on, and then end up not loving her, I just don't get it.
Ok, let me state this, I have a rule. Even though despite being the 'ladies man' everyone thinks I am I will not sleep with a girl until the third date, I have respect for them, but with Annabel have I told her I loved her, I don't know what was going on with me but I just lost control like I couldn't hold it anymore, and for once I don't think I mind. I want to make her feel like she's loved for once, and if I had to sleep with her to do then so be it. I was serious when I told her not to answer her phone, I didn't want to be interrupted because I could tell I almost had her cracked because let me honest, when she bit back a groan while on the Phone with Stella, I had a smile of pride. I was dead serious when I said I wanted to continue what I had started.
When she was leaving and she blurted out 'i love you' and then left I was shocked. Then I felt happy, like extremely happy. By the time though I was out the door and outside, her and Stella had already left. I somehow feel though, that she's somewhat ashamed of what she said, or at least nervous. I know I was nervous when I told her, then again she probably was just nervous. I know I would be If the guy finally said I love you. I just don't want her to do something just because she feels rushed or she feels like I'm making her do this. Then again, now I probably sound like a hypocrite because I don't want her to rush telling me she loves me yet I'm almost pushing her to sleep with me. I just don't know what to do because this is the first time I have felt in a long time that I wouldn't mind being tied down.
(Annabel's POV)
Tonight was fun, we had a drink and most of the two hours was spent just talking. I told her mostly everything about Flack (except ya know me almost sleeping with him) which believe me was incredibly, without a doubt hot what he was doing, I was just not ready to sleep him at the moment, but now I think I'm ready.
I climb the one flight of stairs that lead to his place. When I get outside and I open the door, it is completely dark except for a lamp by the couch being on. I close the front door and take off my jacket. When I walk over to the lamp to turn it off, I realize Flack has fallen asleep on the couch with his phone in his hand. I wonder why he has his phone in his hand? Well, there goes my plan of sleeping with him tonight.
I shut off the lamp by the couch and drape a nearby blanket over him, then walk over to the bedroom. I enter the bedroom and turn on the light. I take of my pink shirt and slide on a grey fitting tang top and my pajama pants. Man, were those jeans difficult to get off. I take off my shoes then put them back in my bag. I then brush my hair out carefully before I turn off the light then climb into bed. I get comfortable and Flack opens the door and turns the light on.
"Ahh what the hell?" I groan as I pull the pillow over my head.
"Thought I'd stop in." He smiles as he sits on the bed next to me.
"How was girls night with Stella?" Flack removes the pillow from over my head and sets it aside.
"If I answer the question, will you turn off the light?"
"Probably Not." I mutter under my breath as I get out of bed and turn off the light, but he turns on the lamp.
"Seriously?" I get it out of my head that I might actually be able to sleep.
"Seriously. I just talk to you." He goes to ruffle my hair but I slap his hand away.
"Wow, feisty. Didn't know you were that kind of girl." He snickers as I look at him.
"I've been meaning to ask this, but how's the case going where I found the dead body? Any suspects?" The smile on his face falls when I ask that question. I can tell for a second he struggles to find something to say.
"We have... some leads. You know I can't tell you this sort of thing." He says as he pulls me towards him.
"I know but I just thought since it was me... You might make an exception."
"Your adorable you know that?" He kisses the side of my head.
"Come on, let's go to sleep." I look at him like he has three heads. "Don't look at me like, I know you liked sleeping with me last night."
"There goes the ego, anyways night." I lean over to give him a simple kiss when he takes it a step further by getting on top of me. As much as it killed me, when he started to trail his lips lower I pushed him off of me.
"Not tonight. Now go to sleep." I lean over the night stand and turn the light off. Once, I settle back into bed Flack pulls me up against him, resting one of his hands on my stomach. He pressed a kiss into my hair before moving his mouth towards my ear.
"I love you too." He whispers as his presses his face into my neck. All I do is smile as I being to fall in a peaceful sleep.
I wake up the next morning, with no one next to me. Figures, would have happened sooner or later. Sighing, I get up out of bed and make my way into the kitchen. I look at the counter and see a cup of coffee with a piece of paper next to it. I walk over to the piece of paper and pick it up.
Sorry I had to leave early for work, sad to see I couldn't be here when you woke up. Coffee's on the counter for you. One for more thing, try to have a good day without me.
I smile as I pick up the still hot cup of coffee. I just touch the cup to my lips when there's a knock on the door. I set the cup down and walk over to the door and open it. I find Stella standing on the other side of the door.
"Hey, what's going on?" I ask.
"Annabel, I really hate to do this but... I'm going to need you to come with me." Woah, what the hell is going on?
"What the hell does this have to do with?"
"It has to do with the body you found."
"Again, why are you here?" Stella sighs before speaking.
"I have orders from Flack to bring you in for question." WHAT!
"I'm sorry, but for what?"
"You're a suspect in the murder of the body you found."
Looks like someone is in a bit of a pickle, and it's caused by Flack?