Marie Rochelle - Devilishy Yours Page 6

  “Ryan, are you okay?” Sergeant Webster questioned from the other end of the phone. “You sound a little strange.”

  “I’m fine…. sir.” Ryan chocked out grabbing Ajana’s wrist to make her stop, but he wasn’t quick enough. She began to suckle his nipple into her wet mouth.

  “OH GOD….” He moaned as his hand fell back down to the bed allowing Ajana to continue her earlier assault on his lower body.

  Moving up the bed her raspy voice murmured in his ear, “Don’t let him know that I’m here or I’ll have to stop.” She uttered sliding her hand up and down his penis. “Act cool and professional.” Ajana kissed on the side of his mouth then went back to sucking his nipples while her hand worked at of his erect staff.

  God help me. He prayed

  “Sorry sir about the interruption I thought I saw something outside my bedroom window.” Ryan was surprised by how easily the lies rolled off his tongue.

  “Son…you should get out of that house and do something. You can’t find a woman staying at home for the next six weeks. How about I come over and go over the call from last night?”

  “NO!” Ryan shouted pushing Ajana away from his body as he sat up on the side of the bed. “You need to stay at work and keep Angelo in line. Make sure he doesn’t eat all my peanut butter crackers I have hid in my top drawer.”

  He knew that his excuse was lousy, but he was desperate. Sergeant Webster couldn’t find Ajana at his house. He wouldn’t understand what had happened between them last night. Sitting on the bed he watched Ajana walk past him wrapped in a sheet. She went over to her black bag in the corner and grabbed some clothes along with a small bag with the word cosmetics written across it.

  Then she strolled into the bathroom closing the door behind her, leaving him all alone in the room with a bad case of morning wood. A second later the shower water started to run and he tried to relax the tense muscles in his body.

  “Ryan are you positive that you’re okay? You really aren’t acting like yourself.” Sergeant Webster’s questioned drawing his attention away from the closed bathroom door.

  Hell maybe he could make this conversation short and join Ajana in the shower so she can fix the predicament she had left him in.

  “I swear I’m fine, I just had a restless night thinking about the Bennett case.” No, you had a restless night because you were doing the prime suspect in the Bennett case, his mind corrected him.

  “Well to answer your questions. The jewelers were located about two blocks from the station and the merchandise was stolen about an hour before you left. The owner didn’t know until he started going over the inventory.”

  Ryan felt his heart starting to sink to the pit of his stomach. “Did he get a look at her face? Was it Ajana Bennett?”

  Please don’t let it be her. He prayed glancing at the closed bathroom door. The woman behind there had made him feel something special last night, and he wasn’t ready to lose her.

  “He wasn’t the one who weighed on her. A new employee did and he couldn’t give a good description because she was wearing a black hat and sunglasses. The owner is pissed because a diamond and ruby bracelet worth half a million dollars was stolen.”

  “Are you positive that it was Ajana and not some copycat?”

  “No, the same skill was used. She had the clerk show her about five or six different pieces and then she one on without the clerk even knowing that it was gone. We have to find her and soon or the FBI is going to get involved. This is our town and I want us to bring this woman in.”

  How do I ask the woman I made love to last night is she pulling the wool over my eyes?

  “Ryan, if you want to back out of the case you can. I can give Angelo the copies of the information I have and get him right on it.” Sergeant Webster chimed in.

  “I can do this myself. There isn’t any reason to give him my case.” Ryan sighed. Running his hand along the back of his neck he looked around the room and spotted Ajana’s black bag in the corner. Getting up off the bed he walked over to it and picked it up. He brought it back over to the bed with him, and then sat down on the bed.

  “Do you know if she got a chance to pawn it yet or not?” He asked unzipping the bag.

  “None of the pawn shops have anything like it yet, so it must still be on her body,” Sergeant Webster answered. “We need to catch her with the jewelry still on her body. It will make the case open and shut.”

  Ryan searched through the items in the bag. He wasn’t finding any bracelet and as he was about to zip the bag back up, he stopped at a smaller zipper along the inside of the bag. His hand started to tremble before he even unzipped the bag and stuck his hand inside.

  He fell back down on the bed as his hand touched something cold. “Tell me what the bracelet looks like again.” It can’t be her. Please don’t let it be Ajana.

  “It’s a little bigger than a tennis bracelet; it’s covered with diamonds and rubies even the clasp has a diamond on it.”

  Pulling out the object in the bag, Ryan cursed under in his breath as a diamond and ruby bracelet hung from his fingers and sparkled as the sunlight from his window hit it.

  “Sergeant Webster, I’ve to call you back.” Ryan whispered tossing the bracelet down on the bed. “Something has happened that I need to take care of.” Ajana lied to him. He’d played for a fool.

  “Ryan, you honestly aren’t sounding like yourself. Are you sure that I don’t need to come over there. This is becoming a high-profiled case and I don’t want you to get overwhelmed by it.”

  “Thanks for you concern, Sir. But I’ve everything until control,” he replied then disconnected the phone call. Ryan got up off the bed and went over to his closet. Snatching a pair of pants off a hanger he shoved his legs into them thinking about how he had to go into the bathroom and arrest Ajana.

  Making his way over to the closed bathroom door he prepared himself to do something that he really didn’t want to do.

  She actually made him believe that she wasn’t guilty of all the charges pending against her. Why did it have to be her? He should have gone with his gut instinct and hauled her gorgeous ass down to the station.

  I can do this. No matter how much she begs and pleads with me. I won’t help her out.

  Ryan knocked once on the door then went inside. Ajana wasn’t washing anything he hadn’t licked or sucked last night, so he just walked in. Standing in the middle of the floor he got the shock of his life. The shower was empty and the bathroom window was wide opened. Ajana was gone! As he turned to leave the room a splash of red on the mirror caught his attention. Moving closer he read the note written in fire engine red lipstick.

  Sorry Handsome

  I can’t stay.

  I wouldn’t look good in a jail uniform.

  A.

  P.S. Don’t worry; we’ll meet up again and thanks for a wonderful Halloween

  Epilogue

  “Did you check the documents? Where they fakes?” Ryan asked moving away from the window. He still couldn’t believe Ajana slipped out of his bedroom window while he had been on the phone with Sergeant Webster.

  ‘I have a handwriting analysis expert checking them out. He’s pretty backed up so it might take a couple of weeks until he gets back to us. What are you going to do until then?”

  “You have to ask?” Ryan inquired. “I’m going to find Ajana Bennett and bring her back here.” He wouldn’t let her get away with tricking him a second time.

  “Are you sure you can win this battle with her? Miss Bennett is sexy and crafty. That’s a dangerous combination.” Sergeant Webster pointed out.

  “Don’t worry, that little she devil won’t get away from me a second time.” He promised thinking of a way to track down the woman who’d stolen his heart on Halloween night.

  THE END

 

 

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