yay I completed it :)... I had a little trouble writing near the end of it ... enjoy :)
Chapter 14:
"Good news Iz," Don walked into the lab with a smile on his face.
"What is it Don? I've had a long night, and drank too much with Denver," the petite woman groaned, rubbing at her eyes.
"Guess who we found dead today?"
"Hayden? I know that would make you happy."
"Oh, believe me, it would. But no, we found Lambert dead near where we located him."
"And that means?" Izzy asked.
"That means Detective Bentley can stop hitting on you, he leaves for Philly tomorrow."
"Tomorrow. Where is he now?"
Don shrugged, "He said he had something he needed to take care of. So where is Denver?"
"Still at the apartment, she doesn't have to come in for another three hours. Why are you asking? You aren't seeing her on the side are you?" she teased.
"I only have room for you," Don lowered his mouth, kissing Izzy. "I love you Pacino."
Isabella felt herself blush, "I love you too Flack. Now stop distracting me, I have to get back to work."
"I'll stop if you promise to come over tonight."
Izzy smirked, "I promise, with everything I got," she kissed him once more.
"Have a good day shortie," he winked, before walking off.
"That man will be the death of me one day," Izzy smiled to herself.
Denver got out of her shower, about to put some clothes on when she heard a knocking on the front door.
"If that is Danny I'm going to fucking kill him," Denver groaned, wrapping a robe around her. She should have not had those extra drinks with Izzy last night.
She looked through the peephole and was surprised to see Hunter standing there. She opened the door and just looked at the man before her.
"May I help you?" she crossed her arms.
"Can I come in?" he asked, looking down at her with a smile.
"Give me one good reason for me to let you in the apartment."
"Because I'm heading back to Philly tomorrow," he huffed and Denver frowned. "I'll give you the details, if you let me inside."
"Fine," she agreed, stepping to the side, letting him in. "Sit on the couch and wait until I actually put some clothes on. Oh and don't touch anything," she turned around before going to her bedroom.
"Of course," he nodded, running a hand through his hair.
Denver looked in her room for something to wear, she wanted to tease Hunter in the best way possible. She put on a black lacy bra and matching panties, the shortest shorts she could find, and a low cut shirt.
"I've been friends with Izzy way too long," Denver thought to herself, exiting her bedroom with a smile. She saw Hunter looking at her, obviously flushed. Hunter felt his lips go dry, so he licked them and Denver smiled even more.
"So, why do you have to leave for Philly tomorrow?"
"Today... we got a call and when we arrived to the scene, we found Lambert dead."
Denver huffed, "Oh."
"Yeah, so now I thought it would be nice to say a proper goodbye."
"I don't want you to leave," Denver admitted, almost too softly so Hunter couldn't hear. "Hunter, I want to apologize for how I acted when you first came to the lab."
"You shouldn't be the one to apologize, I let one thing you said get to me more that it was probably supposed to. I was pissed because I've realized that I was never over you, and kind of blamed myself for not telling you how I felt when I had the chance. And I do care about your feelings, sorry if I made you feel otherwise."
"You're a good guy Hunter, sorry if I made you feel like an ass."
"You kind of did," he smirked, and she hit him in the chest. "You know why I kept on waving you off these past two weeks?"
"Why?" Denver asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I wanted to make sure I was really over you."
"And what happened?"
"Turns out I'm not going to get over you, no matter how hard I try."
Denver frowned, she knew what he meant, "I'm pretty good at getting over you, when you aren't around at least."
"And when I'm around?"
"Let's just say it's pretty impossible not to want you."
Hunter smirked, "Good thing you're single now."
"Why is that a good thing?" Denver asked, feeling her whole body warm up.
"You tell me. You're the one wearing that sexy outfit," his lips brushed against her ear.
"Blame Izzy for that," she bites her bottom lip.
"I think I should thank Izzy, not blame her," Hunter laughed. "Speaking of Izzy, I hit on her to make you jealous."
"Oh, well she would love to learn that. Can we stop talking about her now?"
"Turning you on, aren't I?"
"Hell, maybe you should thank Danny for dumping me, while you're at it," Denver smiled, leaning forward.
"There's only one thing I want to do right now."
"What's that?" she asked, already knowing the answer.
"I think you know," he leaned down, capturing Denver's lips in a heated kiss.
"I have two hours before I have to go back into work."
Hunter grinned, "That's enough time... Danny is a very stupid man," he whispered against her lips and she smirked against his.
Hunter pressed Denver up against the wall of the bedroom. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and arms around his neck. His mouth nipping at her collarbone, he had one hand supporting her below her butt and the other hand propped up against the wall.
She tilted her head to the side, to give him more access. She feels something being pressed into her thigh, so she grinds into him.
"Do you... have protection?" she pants, and he grins, lips still attached to her neck.
"I always. Come prepared," he smirked, looking into her chocolate brown eyes. "You sure about this?" he asked, sucking at her pulsepoint, making her groan.
"I'm positive," she forced her lips on his, her tongue licking his bottom lip, begging for entry. He opened his mouth and let their tongues caress each other in a very heated manner.
Hunter places both hands on Denver's ass as he walks them to the bed, letting them fall, so he was on top.
"God, you're so damn hot," his lips suck at her neck, his hand sliding up her leg, resting at the waistband of her shorts. "We're a little over dressed," he tugs down her shorts and threw them to the floor. His hand applies pressure to her crotch, making her squirm beneath him.
"Hun...ter," she pants as he smirked, taking her mouth back in his, pinning her wrists above her head. He grinded into her, making her whole core heat up. "Stop... teasing me," she huffs.
He leaned down kissing up and down her neck, "You asked for it."
"I forgot how amazing sex was with you," Denver pants, as Hunter removed himself and laid down next to her in bed.
"You won't believe me when I say this, but I only had sex once since you've left Philly," his arm draped over her chest.
"That's a long time. After that performance, I can't help but believe you," she kissed his neck. "I love the smell of you after sex."
"I love the glow you have after me and you have sex."
"Wanna go for round two?" Denver asked, running a hand over his abs.
"I really should get going to clean up my office space in the lab, but I can't go back smelling like sex," he smirked.
"Then come on," Denver got out of bed, pulling him out of bed.
"Where are we going?"
"To take a shower together. I can't go to work smelling like sex," she grinned.
"Together hmm, I like the sound of that."
"I know you would," she kissed his lips before closing the door to the bathroom. Today was already turning out to be a great day for Denver. She just hoped it would stay that way.
