How could anyone concentrate at work right after having sex? My mind constantly wandered back to my breasts pressed against the desk and Dagger slamming into me. I was so wet the entire day that it made it uncomfortable to hold a conversation. I felt like they knew when they made eye contact with me. Like there really was security camera footage of us and everyone had already seen it. I could see the local newspaper headline already: Sheriff Gets Rammed by Outlaw. I ended up leaving an hour early and going home. I couldn't take anymore.
Belle greeted me at the door, purring and rubbing against my leg. “Well hello to you too, kitty. Are you hungry?” Belle strutted over to the kitchen, leading me to cupboard with her cans of wet food. I opened it up and only had one can left. I'd have to swing by the pet store the next morning and pick up another batch.
Belle wouldn't stop sniffing my legs. Her wet nose was cold against my bare skin. She could smell Dagger on me. “Do you like that smell, Belle? Well don't get used to it because he won't be around any longer.” I didn't know if I was saying that aloud to remind that cat or myself. Did I want him to come around? But it could never work out between us. The Sheriff should be fired for dating a criminal—not just any criminal, the leader of a Motorcycle Club. The town would kick me out in a heartbeat.
I pulled the ring on the cat food can and popped it open. Belle meowed loudly, her ears all perked up. “It's coming, girl. Just give me a second.” I plated her food and put it down on the ground. I watched as Belle devoured it, her tongue sending bits of wet food everywhere. I skipped eating today because my head was so clouded with Dagger fucking me.
I opened the fridge and knew before opening it that it was empty. I still hadn't gone grocery shopping even though it was at the top of the priority list. I'd have to go tonight but first I ordered some Chinese takeout. When I gave the guy my address, he recited my order perfectly before I even gave it to him. Either this was a really small town or I needed to stop eating Chinese every night.
I turned on the TV and scanned the channels. I settled on a reality show about surviving on a deserted island, waiting desperately for my food. Belle lay next to me while I scratched her head. How could people eat nasty bugs without throwing up? I was starving right now but not enough to start chowing down on insects. I hoped I'd never end up in a situation like that.
A knock at the door alerted the cat and she was on her hind legs, ready to bolt to a safe spot if she need be. I didn't have much furniture to hide in but Belle found a space in the back of the closet that she liked. “Don't worry, Belle, it's just the delivery guy.”
I unlocked the chain on the door and opened it to find Dagger, standing there with his tattooed arms folded against his chest. Belle fled like a coward and I wanted to go hide with her. Why was he here?