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Chapter Seven

Brax's P.O.V.
I woke up the next morning and went for a surf. Charlie's phone calls had completely slipped out of my mind, as I fell straight asleep as soon as I got in bed. It wasn't until I saw her jogging along the beach while I was in the waves when I remembered. I wanted to call out her name, but by the time I had gotten back to the shore, she was long gone. Bianca, whom she was talking to before, was still there.
"Do you know where Charlie went?" I asked her.
"She said she went back home to get ready for work," replied Bianca.
"Oh, I'll give her a call then."
"A call..?"
Geez, that just had to slip out of my mouth didn't it!
"Uhhh... Yeah, she's got one of the boys inside..." I made up, and left before she could ask me anymore questions.

Charlie's P.O.V.
Once I returned home from my morning jog, I immediately went to check my phone. I looked down with disappointment. No messages, no missed calls. I swear I called Brax so many times last night. I guess we both considered it to be a one off then... I went to my room and got changed into my police uniform before heading to the station to start my shift.

Only ten minutes after I got into my office, Watson called for me.
"Charlie, there's a phone call for you," she said to me.
I took the phone off her, and was hoping it was nothing urgent. I was already too busy to begin with. Papers were piling up on my desk.
"Hello, Sergeant Buckton speaking. How may I help you?"
"Charlie, it's Brax," said the voice on the other end.
Immediately, I hung up. Why was he calling the station? Did it not even come across his mind that it would put us both at risk? If there was something urgent, he would've just told Watson.
Speaking of Watson, she turned to me and asked, "What did Darryl Braxton want this time? You two didn't talk for very long."
"Nothing, just forget he ever called okay?"

Brax's P.O.V.
I'm sorry, but the last time I checked, I'm almost positive that Charlie wanted to call me back? She didn't stop calling me last night, and now she hangs up on me? Okay, maybe calling her work wasn't exactly the smartest thing, but what if someone else picked her phone up and saw the caller ID? That would've been twice as bad. Charlie's been giving me mixed signals. First she wants me, and now she doesn't? I decided to go into the station myself to speak to her face to face.

Charlie's P.O.V.
"Charlie, there's someone outside to see you," Watson said through the door to me.
Instead of asking her who it was, I just got up and opened the front door. Brax. Brax was the one there to see me.
"I really need to talk to you Serge," he said.
"I'm kind of busy at the moment, sorry," I replied.
All the other officers in the room looked at me funny. Usually I'd be open to any visitors.
"Look, this is really urgent okay?"
All my colleagues looked at me, as if they were saying "just see what he has to say."
I hesitated before telling Brax to come in, and made sure the door was shut completely before we said anything to each other.

"What do you want Brax?" I demanded. "This is my workplace. You can't just come in here whenever you want. That goes the same with calling. I have a phone you know."
"I know, but what if someone else picked it up?"
"I have it right next to me."
"Well I don't know that do I?"
"Okay, whatever. Why are you here?" I said a little louder.
"I want us to talk."
"Talk about what?"
"About what happened last night."
I glared at him. "Are you kidding me? This is the worst possible place we could have this discussion. We may as well have it right in front of Colleen."
"I'll be quiet alright?"
"Fine. You're here now so we may as well talk."
"No need for the harsh tone, you were the one who kept calling me last night."
"Yeah, well you called me first."
Okay, he did have a point. I only wanted to talk to him because Casey and Ruby were so suspicious.
"Do you want to know why?"
Brax gave me an obvious look.
"Ruby and Casey are suspecting things. We can't go back to what we did last night. It just won't work, especially with you turning up here. My job means a lot to me; it runs in our family. My dad wouldn't want me throwing it away for some guy."
Brax looked hurt.
"Some guy? Is that what I am to you?"
I took a deep breath. "Yes Brax, what we had was nothing. It was just some fun and it'll never happen again." It was the hardest words I'd ever had to say. I looked down and took a long swallow before I could look at him again. He looked completely devastated.
"Why Charlie? I know you enjoyed it as much as I did. Don't throw what we had away."
"We didn't have anything," I insisted.
"Yes we did. I saw how much you were smiling. What do you want me to do Charlie?"
"I told you, nothing. It doesn't matter anymore. You're a leader of the River Boys. I'm a cop. We're at completely different ends of society. It just wouldn't work. Please Brax, just leave."
He looked so upset but knew it was best to leave. Once I knew he was out of the station, I sat against the door and bawled my eyes out.