Welcome back! Hope everyone enjoys this chapter. I love hearing from you, positive or negative, so feel free to let me know how you feel about how things are progressing. I'm using bits from the show for inspiration, but in ways that may not be apparent to anyone but me. Hope everyone is having a good time with this, though.
This opens immediately after the last chapter (more accurately, about 7 hours after the last chapter).
As always, I don't proofread. If you want quality, I may not be the writer for you lol
Enjoy!
"I'm going to have to say carjacking."
"Are you serious? Carjacking?"
"Yeah, definitely carjacking," Lauren said, turning her head to look at Bo. "Is that weird?"
Bo shook her head. "I don't know, I've asked a lot of people that question and I don't think anyone has ever said carjacking."
"What do most people say?"
"Bank robbery is popular. I've had one or two say murder, which kind of weirds me out, if I'm being honest," Bo answered.
Lauren settled back against Bo again. "Well, what's your answer? If you could commit any crime and get away with it, what would you do?"
"Arson, obviously," Bo answered, quickly.
Lauren looked at her again, laughing. "Arson? And I'm weird for saying carjacking?"
"Uh, yeah, because arson is obviously the best choice."
Lauren chuckled, settling back against Bo. "Alright, enlighten me. Why is arson the best choice?"
Bo thought for a moment, her hands lazily stroking Lauren's bare skin. "Because…it's complete power. It's immediate gratification. You start something that completely consumes…it's fascinating. Think of something like a warehouse – something big, and solid, that seems impregnable. All you need is some fuel and an overheated toaster oven and boom, you've taken down something massive."
"Okay, now I'm a little afraid of you, pyro," Lauren said with a laugh.
Bo laughed. "Alright, why don't you justify carjacking since you're so smart."
Lauren considered this for a moment. "Well, I guess the way see it, if you're going to commit a crime you should either go big or go home, right? And if you're doing this for a thrill, for the sake of just doing it, then stealing something that can literally allow you to move at 150 miles per hour seems perfect. It's something you can undo later if you start feeling guilty, because all you have to do is drive it back. It's something you can get away with if you are smart enough to have an extra set of plates with you. If you don't like the car, you can scrap it for parts and get some cash out of it, so it won't be a total loss. Overall, seems like a win-win crime."
Bo sat quietly for a moment. "Wow. You're a criminal."
"It was your game!" Lauren protested. "You can't call me a criminal for answering your question."
"No, I think you're a psychopath. Have you ever taken the psychopath test?"
"The what?"
"It's a completely accurate test to see if you are a psychopath. Developed by a psychiatrist, I'm sure."
"How many questions is it?"
"One."
"I highly doubt this is a recognized and definitive medical test," Lauren said, rolling her eyes.
Bo smiled and shifted them, so she could look at Lauren. "Okay, here it is: a woman goes to her brother's funeral, and while she's there she meets a man she has never seen before. They talk and before the funeral ends, the woman is convinced she has fallen in love with the man, but he leaves before she can learn his name. Two weeks later, the woman murders her sister. The question is, why did she murder her sister?"
Lauren didn't hesitate before answering. "So she can see the man again – if he came to her brother's funeral, he'll come to the sister's right?"
Bo sat back in somewhat stunned quiet. "Wow…you really are insane."
Lauren laughed. "Whatever, that was such an obvious question."
"No, not really."
"Of course it is – it's just a riddle, and riddles always contain the information needed to solve them. The way you framed it, it was designed to make me believe that her sister had some involvement with this man, but that would require me to assume things that aren't in the question, so that has to be wrong. If the man is the important event, then he has to be involved in the solution, and he has to be the important event based on the way the question was organized. You also made a point of saying she didn't know his name, so there would be no other way for her to find him. The best way to see him again would be to recreate the events that led her to meet him in the first place. Since her brother can't die again, another family member has to die. It's the only thing that made logical sense. I would also assume that if the man doesn't come to the sister's funeral, the woman will need to kill someone else close to the brother to see if that more closely mirrors the first funeral." While Lauren spoke, Bo sat quietly, listening, a small creeping across her face. "What?" Lauren asked, noticing Bo's smile.
"You thought all that through in the roughly .5 seconds between my asking the question and your answering it?"
"Well, no…I mean…I don't know, it's just the only logical answer."
Bo laughed. "You're way too smart. And also a psychopath."
Lauren rolled her eyes and settled back against Bo. They were laying in Lauren's bed, the sheets tangled around them. It was almost 6:00a on Sunday morning, and the light outside was tinted and orange-pink with the newborn day. The grass was damp with heavy dew, and it was cold, the March air still clinging to the last remnants of winter, but inside the house Bo and Lauren were warm and wrapped with one another.
"I'm surprised Kenzi hasn't called wondering where you are," Lauren commented after they had been quiet for a bit.
Bo reached for the nightstand and grabbed her cell phone. "I texted her last night and told her I was staying at a friend's house," she said.
Lauren smiled. "A friend's, huh?"
Bo hit the home button on the phone and saw she had a message displaying on the screen. She couldn't hold the small burst of laughter that came from her as she read the message.
"What?" Lauren asked. Bo handed Lauren the phone and she read the text message exchange.
Bo: Hey, I'm staying at a friend's tonight. I'll see you tomorrow.
Kenzi: Tell Lauren I said hi.
Lauren laughed. "Wow. She figured that out quick."
Bo shrugged. "Yeah, I guess it was the only logical thing to think."
"Are you mocking me?"
"Yes. Yes, I am."
Lauren laughed and playfully pushed Bo. Bo leaned into Lauren and kissed her. At first it was giddy and playful, but soon it began to develop into something stronger.
Bo exhaled a breathy sigh as her tongue glided against Lauren's. Dear God, this had to be the most perfect woman in the world. Bo was exhausted. She was fairly certain that her body would collapse in on itself if she attempted to have sex with Lauren again. And yet, as she kissed her, she kept thinking that she was willing to take that risk.
She was about to pull back when she felt Lauren's hands move to her breast, her fingers caressing the side, her thumb ghosting over her nipple. Bo groaned and Lauren shifted, taking Bo's earlobe into her mouth. Bo whimpered, feeling a jolt of arousal shoot through her.
"You seem tense, baby," Lauren said in a low, sultry voice into Bo's ear.
"Maybe because the sexiest woman I've ever met is trying to kill me," Bo whimpered.
"Mmm. As your doctor, I need to advise you to relax," Lauren said, dipping her head and taking Bo's nipple into her mouth.
Bo almost cried at the sensation. There was no earthly way she should be able to even contemplate going another round with Lauren, and yet, as she felt Lauren's mouth against her, she felt the pressure grow between her legs and soon she was squirming against Lauren with wanton need.
"We should probably find the source of your tension," Lauren said against her skin, reaching her hand down between Bo's legs. She ran her finger across Bo, causing Bo to squirm harder. "Hm…what's this?" She dipped her finger inside of Bo, and Bo felt like she couldn't breathe. Her muscles were sore, her legs ached, and yet all she could think about was how Lauren's breasts felt as they moved against her, how perfect Lauren's fingers were as they curled inside of her…
Bo pulled Lauren up and sealed their lips together, her hips still moving, desperate for Lauren. Lauren's fingers continued to move inside of Bo slowly, teasingly. "You're so wet, baby," Lauren said against Bo's lips. "As your doctor, I should probably take a closer look."
Bo was certain she was dying. There was no way she was going to survive this. Lauren lowered her head and took Bo into her mouth, her tongue sliding into Bo, her fingers massaging around Bo's clit. Bo couldn't stop the movement of her hips as she pressed into Lauren, desperate for her in a way she hadn't thought possible.
Bo felt her entire body convulse as she came hard against Lauren's mouth. When the tremors finally stopped, Bo was laying, panting and motionless, as Lauren kissed her way up Bo's stomach, between her breasts, finally ending with a mind melting meeting of their lips.
When the kiss ended, Lauren laid her head on Bo's chest, listening to Bo's pounding heart. "I think you broke me," Bo said, finally.
"You broke me about an hour ago, so you're still doing better than I am," Lauren said, sleepily.
Bo smiled, her hand lightly rubbing Lauren's naked back, and she leaned down to kiss the top of Lauren's head. She breathed in the scent of Lauren's hair and smiled. "I would say we should get some sleep, but I think it's morning," Bo mumbled.
"I'm not a great doctor. You really should have gotten some sleep."
Bo smiled. "Based on your last examination, I can attest to the fact that you are the world's greatest doctor."
Lauren smiled and moved up to look at Bo, leaning on her forearm that was positioned near the pillows below Bo's head. "I'm really glad you came over last night."
Bo laughed. "I wholeheartedly agree." They looked into each others eyes for a few moments. Bo took her hand and ran the backs of her fingers against Lauren's cheek, and Lauren's eyes fell closed for a moment. Bo felt her heart flutter.
Lauren opened her eyes again, and the way the early morning light caught them stole Bo's breath. "God, you're gorgeous," Bo whispered.
Lauren blushed slightly, and dropped her face against Bo's neck. "We should probably get up. You should eat something. We need to shower."
"Mm-hm," Bo said, her eyes dropping closed as Lauren's breath warmed her skin. "We should do all of that."
Lauren nodded, her own eyes closing as well. Before either could speak again, they had drifted to sleep.
When Bo opened her eyes again the sun was shining brightly. She looked at the clock and saw that it was now 9:58a.
She felt Lauren stir against her, waking up as well. "Hey," she said, sleepily.
"Hey," Bo answered. She yawned and stretched slightly. Lauren moved up and kissed Bo's cheek. Bo smiled and hugged Lauren against her.
"We have to get up, don't we?" Bo asked.
"It would probably be smart. You should eat something."
Bo laughed. "You've burned some calories yourself, you know."
Lauren smiled. "True." Lauren moved off Bo and sat up, stretching her arms and back. "Before we go anywhere, we should probably shower."
"Was that an invitation?"
Lauren laughed. "No. If we do that, I don't think we'll ever leave the house."
"I'm not complaining."
Lauren rolled her eyes. "You can use it first, if you want," she said, standing up and wrapping herself in a robe.
"Hey, why did you do that? I can at least enjoy the view."
"Dear God, you're insatiable," Lauren said with a laugh.
"It's not my fault you look like that," Bo said, standing up as well, and stretching. When she stopped, she saw Lauren staring at her. She smiled. "Looks like I might not be the only one who is insatiable," Bo commented.
Lauren snapped out of her daze and rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, you're naked and stretching in my bedroom. I think I get a pass for that one."
Bo walked up to Lauren and kissed her deeply. "I'm just saying the offer for a joint shower still stands."
Lauren was lost in the kiss for a moment before she pushed away. "Shower. Food. Focus," she said with a smile.
"I can be very focused," Bo said, drawing Lauren back in.
Lauren gave her another kiss and pushed away. "Shower. Now. Go."
Bo laughed and walked to the bathroom while Lauren walked to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee.
Bo walked into her apartment at 2:30p. She needed to go to bed. She felt like she could sleep for a week.
She was crossing the living room when Kenzi startled her by saying, "dear God, it's almost three. You two really go all out, don't you?"
"Geez, Kenzi, you scared me," Bo said, her hand over her chest.
Kenzi patted the couch. "You're not getting out of this that easily. Sit. Spill." Bo dropped on the couch next to Kenzi. "Now, sparing me the explicit details, because, ew, what happened?"
Bo sighed. "It was…I don't know. I don't have words for it."
"That good?"
"That good."
"Damn."
"Yeah."
They were quiet for a moment. "So, what, are you two dating, or?"
Bo thought for a moment. "I don't know, really. We were going to talk about it, but every time we tried we got…distracted."
"Ew."
Bo laughed. "I don't know, Kenz, it was just incredible. We stayed up all night, just talking, and laughing, and we didn't talk about anything really, you know? She's just so easy to be around."
Kenzi nodded, listening. She hesitated, not sure what to say next. It was so obvious that Bo was falling for Lauren, but Kenzi knew Bo, and she knew that pointing out that fact could lead to adverse results.
After a few moments, Bo looked up. "And now I need to go lie down for a little bit. If I'm not up by 6 can you come wake me up? I need to work on that," Bo said, waving her hand in the direction of the table that was still covered in her work files.
Kenzi nodded. "I'm going in to cover the bar at 7, I'll make sure you're up before then."
"Thanks, Kenz," Bo said pulling herself up off the couch. She involuntarily grunted as her stiff muscles protested.
Kenzi laughed. "Sounds like you two became naked best friends."
Bo grabbed a pill off the couch and threw it at Kenzi, who continued to laugh.
Let me know your thoughts. Also, if anyone would like to share what crime they would commit if they 100% knew they would get away with it, I'd love to hear
