I have no idea where the summer has vanished. Time has flown by and I’m not ready for my freedom to be gone. Actually, I do know where my time has been spent; I’ve been busy sucking dick and tangled in life altering sex with my Hot Cop.

Oren worked late last night and ended up going to his apartment. It’s pathetic that my own lady bits miss him that much. I mean, it was just one day and sleep without him. He’s going back in this morning. I guess he’s lead detective on some case and nuts deep in work. It’s what he loves.

I strip down naked and find my longest jacket that I own in my closet. I’m going to pay my man a visit. I mean a quickie is better than nothing, right?

“Why in the hell do you have a winter coat on in August?” Scout asks from the couch. “Oh God, Oh Jesus take the wheel. Don’t answer that question. You’re a total slut biscuit.”

“I miss him, Scout.” I plop down opposite from her.

“Please keep your legs shut. I don’t need a beaver shot this early in the morning.”

I waggle my eyebrows at her. “You know you love me, but seriously how bad is that; I miss just being away from him one night.”

“You’ve got it bad. Have you thought about moving in together?”

“I’ve thought about it, but haven’t asked him.” I pick at a loose thread on my coat. “I think he likes staying here.”

“If he moves in here then I call dibs on his apartment. Fucking ear muffs don’t even begin to muffle the noise you two rabbits make.”

“You think you’re ready to be on your own?”

Scout nods.

I know when she’s quiet that something is really up. “Spill.”

“What?” She squeals like a little child who’s been caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

“Who is he?” I push.

“I’m not saying only because I don’t want to jinx it.”

“Is it serious?”

“No, he doesn’t even know I’m crushing on him.”

“Tell me,” I whine. “I’m your best friend.”

“No.”

“Please.”

“Nope.”

“I’ll flash my kitty right now if you don’t.”

“Fine, it’s Pedro.”

“You asshat. You’re not going to give it up, are you?”

“It’s probably just a silly crush, you know. I’m trying to do things differently since my track record is pathetic.”

“If it becomes more serious or even a thing, you better tell me first.”

“Deal.” Scout nods.

“Shit, I’ve got to get going. Oren has to go back in at nine.”

“Have fun, whoreface.”

“Oh I will. It’s a good ride.”

“Gross. Shut it.”

I can’t help but drive with a goofy grin on my face. I’m so happy for Scout and super impressed she’s going about dating differently. I just wonder who the mystery man is. The other reason for my smile is Oren. I can’t wait to see his face when I drop this coat.

The fucker is hot,. I have the AC blasting as I drive. I spot his cars in his parking spot. I dig the key he gave me from my purse, squirt on his favorite perfume, and add some sexy red lipstick.

I shake my head in disbelief of the vixen Oren has brought out in me. Then I feel a pang of anxiety form deep in my tummy. I don’t want to go back to work since that just means less time with him. Our schedules will be so different.

I bound from the car, leaping up his stairs in my heels, and then turn the key as quiet as can be. My luck he’ll probably pull a pistol on me. Probably not the smartest thing to do…sneak into a cop’s house. I second-guess my plan before turning the doorknob.

When I step in, I hear his shower running and Oren’s voice. He must be on the phone. Even better, I think to myself. I can’t wait to see him speechless. I tiptoe across his small living room, not letting the spikes of my heels click on the tile. His voice lingers on the other side of the door. My excitement shoots through the roof knowing he’s so near.

I throw open the door to his bedroom, spot Oren, and then drop my coat bearing everything to him. My body, heart, and soul.

“Who in the hell are you?”

Like a grenade I’m blasted as a female voice asks me a question.

“Olivia,” Oren steps towards me.

My vision goes to him and then to the perky blonde perched on the side of his bed.

“Who in the hell is she, Oren?”

Shock attacks me for several seconds before common sense kicks in and I snag my coat from the floor.

“Oh no, little girl. You’re not leaving until you tell me who you are and what you’re doing in my fiancé’s house naked.”

My ears buzz and head spins in confusion. Fiancé. It hurts to process the entire situation, so I run for the front door.

“Olivia.” Oren’s voice races after me, but I never stop or turn around.

“Olivia.”

I slam the door to my car and look up to the door of Oren’s place where he stands in his boxers with his sexy ruffled hair. This cannot be happening to me right now. He not only broke my heart, but also shattered it beyond repair. I guess that’s what I get for opening up to him.

I fumble for my phone while backing out the complex and dial Scout’s number.

“That was a world record quickie.”

“Scout.” My sobs take control of my speech, making it near impossible to talk.

“O, what’s wrong?”

Tears blur my vision as I race away from Oren. “He…he…he has a fiancé.”

“Olivia, where are you?”

“She’s gorgeous and was in his room.”

“Olivia, you aren’t making sense. Pull over.”

I panic when I’m unable to catch my breath, the tears continue to roll down my face, and that’s when I try to break but it’s too late as I zip through a red light. Looking to my left, the bright yellow semi-truck is the last thing I see.

“Get EMS here now.” I hear a familiar voice.

I try to yell for help but only gurgle on metallic blood.

“Olivia, help is on the way.”

I pry my eyes open to see Oren. I fight to get away from him.

“Stop, baby. You’re hurt. You’re hurt real bad.”

He cradles me closer to his chest. “I’m sorry, Olivia, I’m so fucking sorry.”

One of his stray tears falls onto my forearm. My stomach wretches and then streams of blood erupt from me. Then it goes black again.