Chp 6

I return home after processing the CCTV footage. I land myself on my bed with Brandon the Monkey. If I tell real Brandon about my past with Joe, would he understand? I can feel tears streaming down from my eyes. I miss Joe, I admit, but Brandon makes me feel alive. He is the reason that I stop mopping on Joe's death recently. My phone rings; it's Brandon. He sends me pictures of our day at the zoo and the boating, with the text saying that he misses me. I can't help but smile.

I roll over and hug the pillow next to me; it still has Brandon's scent. With that and the monkey, I quickly fall asleep, but in my dreams, I was at Joe's funeral and crying. Then, it jumps to Brandon and I yelling and he leaves. I wake up, crying and yelling out Brandon's name. It's only 3am. I try to sleep, but I'm afraid of the nightmare. I get up and drive to his apartment. I dunno why, but I just did by coming here. As I arrive, I notice Sissy at the door, possibly just finished with her work.

"I remember you from yesterday. Are you Brandon's girlfriend?", she asks. "More or less", I say. She laughs and let me in. "His room is over there", she tells me. I walk to his room to see him sound asleep. I sit at the edge of the bed and caress his cheek. He stirs a little and moans my name. I notice the soft bulge at the blanket. I lock the door, but I can hear Sissy's soft giggling. I decide to straddle on his hips and kiss his stomach. He laughs as he sleeps and says, "Emmy, stop, that tickles".

"I love you Brandon", I say and with that he wakes up. "Is this a dream?", he asks. I shake my head and say, "I can't sleep and I find myself here. Sissy was about to come in and she told me that this is your room. I can't sleep; I had a nightmare". He rolls me off of him and now, he's on top. "Maybe I can help", he says. He pulls my shirt and jeans off, leaving me with my pink bra and panty. "It's cold out there and you're only wearing a shirt and jeans", he says as he runs his hands up and down at my sides, "Let me warm you up".

We kiss and nuzzle up with each other; somehow he notices that I'm not into having sex at the moment. "Emmy, are you ok?", he asks. Should I tell him now? I simply shake my head. "You're not going to tell me, are you?", he asks, "You know my secret; I need to know yours. I don't want secrets between us". "Brandon, I know your secret by chance. Mine is too complicate for you to understand. I mean, we only know each other recently. Shouldn't we wait?", I said. He sighs and flops back onto his pillow. "I won't ask then, not until you're ready", he says. "You're not mad?", I ask. "I can't force you, Emmy. I love you and I want you to be comfortable around me", he says. I snuggle in his arms and kiss him goodnight.

The next day, I wake up nearly late and panic. Brandon could only smile at my clumsiness and I only glare at him. "There's nothing funny! I've never been late and can you imagine my training officer's face to see someone who doesn't have any flaw to be late!", I said. "You can shower and use my clothes if you like. Towel is in the closet next to the bathroom. I kiss him and say, "Thank you, my knight in shining armor. Now get your ass up. You need to go to work too". He returns my kiss and slaps my ass, which I return with playfully smacking him with his pillow.

I grab a towel and shower. I simply use the mouthwash to keep my breath clean; I'll brush them later at the lab. I get out and Brandon went inside. I borrow his shirt and wear my jeans. When I come out, Sissy is making some scramble eggs and she's preparing for three. I toast one slice of bread and eat with her. "What's Brandon taking so long?", I ask after I finish my portion of the scramble eggs; Sissy simply shrug. I clean my plate and knock on the bathroom door. "Brandon, what's taking you so long?", I ask, but there was no answer. "Brandon, don't make me kick down the door. I'm very good at it", I said. The door lock click and I went in. Brandon is sobbing and his hand is holding his harden cock. "I'm sorry that you have to see me this way", he says.

I pull him and kiss him, not sure whether it's a desperate kiss or a ferocious one. He lifts me up and my back hit the door. His lips leave mine and head towards my neck. "Brandon I have to go to work", I say. His eyes meet mine. "Just a quickie?", he asked. "Sure, I'll make time for that", I say with a smile. He put me down and I take off my jeans. He quickly lifts me back up and starts with a quick and fast rhythm. We moan and find our release. He kisses me and says, "I love you, Emmy". "I love you too, Brandon. I gotta go. See you later", I say. "Go kick ass at work", he says and smack my butt. I pull my jeans back up and blow him a kiss.

I rush back home, change my undies, grab my gun and badge before speed off to work; luckily I arrive on time. Mac is not in his office; he's probably out at the field. I went to the locker and grab my spare tooth brush. After brushing my teeth and put the tooth brush away, Adam waves at me. I run to him and he passes me a box of fingerprints and says that Mac needs them processed ASAP. I put on my lab coat and get to work.