Sullivan"It's hot as fuck in here." Cutter runs a hand through his hair. The Laurel Springs Emergency Response Team isn't a small group of people, and Cutter's right - it's stifling. When we have a meeting with all of us, it's obvious we need a different space."They must have the heat on.""On the day it's almost seventy degrees outside," Cutter bitches."It was chilly up until today. Who pissed in your Cheerios?" I give him a look. "Dude, I have been up for thirty-six fucking hours," he grumbles."Why so long?"He rolls his eyes. "Somebody called in and we couldn't find anyone to take the spot. It's not like we can run ambulances without EMTs, so I had to stay.""Don't act like you're the only one," a voice says from the other side of Cutter's body.Moving forward slightly, I glance by him to see who's talking. "Hey, Devante." I reach out my hand to shake his. "How you doing?""Tired as fuck, just like Cutter, but if you ask him, he's the only one working mor
Shelby"No, no, no," I shout as my copier eats the paper I'm trying to copy. "Son of a bitch." I brought it from Houston, and it was on its last leg then. "I just need you to last a few more weeks," I beg it. In two weeks I'll be going to the Laurel Springs PD to write out wills for any of the officers who don't have one yet. "Is everything okay in here?" "I didn't even hear you come in," I tell Stella as I beat on the side of the damn machine."You were too busy yelling at the copier.""It's lucky I don't throw it out the window," I groan. "What do you need?"She has a seat on the couch in my office. "We're having a girls night out. Come join us, we've all had a shitty week.""I am so there," I groan again when the copier eats the paper. "Fuck this thing, when are we leaving?""Right now." She laughs as I slam the top down. "Let's go." I walk around my desk, grab my purse out of it, and turn the open sign to closed. "Who all's coming?" I ask as we walk to the loca
Sullivan"Domestic at thirty-five sixteen Laurel Court."I groan when dispatch comes over the radio with the address. Third time in the past month we've been called to this place."Neighbors are calling saying white male with no shirt on and a pair of jeans is beating a white woman in the front yard of the home. They've tried to intervene, but he's got a knife."Immediately my adrenaline surges. The man at this home has been escalating, and I'm honestly surprised it's taken him this long. "Show me as responding," I radio in. "Me too." Nick's voice on the other end gives me a glimmer of hope. We're both big guys and possibly together we can take him down.Flipping on my lights and sirens, I press the pedal on my Charger, feeling it respond underneath me. It doesn't have the same loud motor my Mustang does, but it has a lot of get up and go. While a huge part of me wants to race through the streets going as fast as I can, another part knows I have to be as safe as possibl
Shelby"Are you okay?" I ask Sully as we meet each other in the breezeway between our apartments."No, I hated letting you leave with her, knowing I wouldn't be there to make sure the two of you were safe from that fucker.""I'm good, I promise."His hands go immediately to my hair, burrowing deep. Before I can say anything, his mouth claims mine. This is different than any of the other kisses we've shared. The hunger.The possession.It's everything I've always wanted and never had. He towers over me, encapsulating my body with his. Our fingers fight against each other, and I have no idea where he's taking us until Sullivan opens a door, and I know by the clean spicy scent we're in his apartment. He backs me up far enough until we get to his bedroom.Instead of the passionate coming together we usually have, this is slow. The setting sun shining through the window, bathing us in the glow of the afternoon.Pulling back, I try to figure out how to get him out of his u
Sullivan"Dispatch, I'm taking lunch," I radio in as I pull up to The Café. It's been a long shift and I'm fucking starving. Rain moved in overnight, and it hasn't stopped in the last few hours. "Gotcha, Sully."Parking farther down than I'd like to, I get out, sprinting to the entrance, doing my best to stay dry. When I get under the awning, I slow my roll, shaking the water off my rain coat. Looking around to find an empty seat, I see the woman of my dreams at a booth by herself. Shelby's got her laptop to the side, a plate of food in front of her, and she's so focused on it, she hasn't noticed me. A spring in my step, I walk up to her table."Is this seat taken?"Her gaze flies over to me, a smile spreading across her face. It's intimate, reminding me of the night we had, less than twenty-four hours ago. My thighs are still burning from the energy I expended making love to her."Hey," she whispers, biting her bottom lip, her eyes moving up and down my body."Hey," I a
ShelbyThe alarm on my phone goes off, letting me know it's time to end this work day. SULLY: Are we gonna hang out tonight?COUNSELOR: Definitely, but I haven't left yet. I'm fixing to, though. Keep in mind I need to go by the hospital to see Montana. I'll be home right after. Do you want to come to my place, or me to yours?"SULLY: You make the decision.COUNSELOR: I'll see ya in a little while.SULLY: Be safe, Counselor.The way he always tries to make sure I'm okay goes straight to my heart. There's been no one in my life that's ever cared about my safety the way he does. If I had someone like that in Houston, I probably wouldn't be in Laurel Springs right now. Just goes to show, things happen how they're supposed to.It takes a few minutes for me to make sure the lights are turned off and I've packed my laptop. I do one more cursory glance around the office before I go to the alarm, setting it quickly and exiting the building. At one point I'd thought I wouldn't n
Shelby"Thanks for meeting me," Kels says as I slide in, holding my coffee."You didn't have to ask me twice. I love the cinnamon rolls here."A Whole Latte Love has become one of our favorite places to meet. "Me too." She takes a drink of her frappé. "I asked to have mine heated up."I giggle. "Yes, that's why I didn't bring it to the table with me.""It was good seeing you at girls night out."This isn't why she's invited me here. I've known her long enough to know she's beating around the bush. One thing I've learned is to let people come to me. In their own time, they'll tell you what they want. "I can see why our cinnamon rolls are taking a few minutes," Kelsea grins, nodding her head toward the cash register. Trying not to be obvious, I slowly turn. "Oh my God," I hiss as I see Devante and Eden talking to one another. They're obviously flirting, if I'm going by the grin on her face and the way he's leaning up against the counter. "Get you some," Kelsea
Sullivan"Are you sure there's nothing I can bring?" Shelby asks me for the third time.Reaching over, I grab hold of her hand, before bringing it up to my lips. "I'm positive. I asked Mason like you wanted me to, and he said to bring ourselves.""Just checking.""You've checked plenty of times, babe. There's no reason for you to worry about this. You know all of these people."She rolls her eyes. "I do, but I know them in an LSERT capacity. Not in a friendly capacity.""Oh, I think you and the girls are very friendly. Especially if you ask Hector," I laugh, avoiding her hand as she tries to smack me."You know what I mean.""No, I don't. Everyone knows you, Shelby.""But they don't me like this.""Like what, babe? You've got to spell this out for me, because I ain't getting it.""As your girlfriend. We're a couple now. Not just Shelby or Sullivan. Now we're kind of Shelby and Sullivan. Shelivan if you will. We've made the jump," she says like I should know."We