Chapter 2. New Cop In Town
Jesse was emancipated–thanks to my parents. The judge agreed to do it because it had been reported that Valerie had been kicking him out.
Jesse and I were invited to a beach party. I wasn’t even sure why I agreed to come. I guess it was better sitting at the beach bored than sitting at home alone.
It was starting to get late. I stared out at the ocean. The dark waves crashed against the shoreline. We were all sitting on logs around a small fire. The rhythm of the ocean made me tired. It was such a calming noise, and I was more tuned into the ocean than I was the chatter of my friends.
I wasn’t sure if Jesse would be willing to leave yet, but I thought it was worth asking. I grew more tired and bored by the second.
“Ready to go?” I asked Jesse.
Jesse looked as if he were barely holding his eyes open too. “Yeah,” he said. Jesse kissed his girlfriend, Emily, goodbye.
We headed up to the Corvette. “Gage is planning a party for the weekend. You down?” Jesse asked as we slid into the car.
“If I have time,” I said.
He nodded in understanding. Jesse knew I was busy often. Jesse had been in training with me but wouldn’t be part of it until I took it over.
“What the fuck?” I growled as I looked into my rearview mirror. Blue and red lights lit up my mirrors, blinding me and filling the car like a party light.
“What the hell?” Jesse turned to look back. “Damn, dude. How fast were you going?”
“Uh, like five miles over,” I said and rolled my eyes.
“Give him a run for his money,” Jesse chuckled. Jesse was crazy. Jesse would be the type to try to outrun a cop.
If I had to, I would, but since I knew I hadn’t done anything wrong, I knew it wasn’t worth running.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to keep my driver’s license,” I said sharply.
Jesse smirked back at me as I pulled off to the shoulder of the road. Jesse handed me my registration and insurance from the glove box.
I’ve had more run-ins with cops in this town than I cared to admit. I knew every cop in this city, and every cop knew me. However, when this cop looked down at me, I stared at him in confusion.
He was clearly an undercover cop, but I had never seen him before. There must be a new cop in town. He had black hair and brown eyes. He appeared to be about the age of my parents or a bit older.
Most cops don’t stop you for going just a few miles over the speed limit. From the look of the guy, I could tell he was a prick.
“Do you know why I stopped you?” The cop asked.
“Uh, for going five miles over the speed limit?” I arched an eyebrow.
“Bit of a smartass, aren’t you?” He crossed his arms over his chest and stood upright.
For once, I wasn’t even trying to be a smartass. I was honestly confused. I couldn’t think of any reason as to why he stopped me.
“Sorry. I’ve never had anyone stop me for going five miles over?” I meant it as a statement, but it came out sounding like a question.
“You have a taillight out, kid,” he muttered.
“Really?” I asked, surprised. “Sorry, man, I didn’t know.”
“Let me see your license, insurance, and registration,” he said.
“Here,” I said as I handed it to him.
He went back to his car to check everything. He seemed like the type of cop to do things by the book. There were other cops in the city like him, and of course, you had a few that bent the rules.
Jesse and I sat silently, waiting for him to come back. I didn’t want to piss him off further.
“I’ll let you off with a warning. Lose the attitude, smartass,” he said. He handed me my registration, license, and insurance.
I stared after him as he walked away. What an asshole. I didn’t respond because it’s better to stay quiet when you know a cop doesn’t like you.
Jesse threw his head back and laughed as I rolled my window up. “Good thing he didn’t search us. I have a quarter of weed,” Jesse said through laughter.
“What? Where the fuck did you get that?” I asked, confused. I had been with him all day. I hadn’t noticed anything.
“Gage,” he said.
I shook my head as I started my car and pulled away. “Great,” I muttered. “We have a new asshole in town to deal with.”
Jesse nodded and laughed as he pulled his weed out of his pocket. He opened the bag, and the car filled with a skunky scent. Jesse turned and shook the small baggie in front of me.
“Man, put that shit away until we get home. I don’t want my car smelling like that,” I said and chuckled.
The rest of the week flew by. Mom and Dad left for the weekend, but my grandparents were here. My grandparent's young son, Chad wanted to go to private school, so he wasn't ever home anymore. Chad and I grew apart the older we got. I found him to be sort of wimpy. The rest of the kids had gone with my parents. It was Saturday. Jesse and I got ready for the party at Gage’s.
When we came downstairs, Carlos was standing there staring at us suspiciously. “Plans, boys?” He asked with a smirk.
“Hey, Papa. Yeah, we’re going over to Gage’s place,” I said. My voice and expression didn’t give anything away.
“Don’t do nothing I wouldn’t do,” Papa teased.
“Which is?” I smirked.
“Hmm,” he hummed. “Now that you mention it, not a whole hell of a lot. Listen to me, though, boys, if she tells you that you don’t have to use a condom use one anyway.”
Jesse and I looked at each other, then turned back to Grandpa. We both rolled our eyes at him.
“No worries,” I said.
Papa shrugged. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Don’t go cheap on the condoms either boys, that shit will break faster than you can say, baby.”
We began to walk away.
“Drugs are bad, boys!” Papa called to us.
“We know!” We called over our shoulders.
“Carlos is crazy as fuck,” Jesse said.
We slid into the challenger; both of us were laughing. I backed the car out of the garage and headed down the driveway.
“Hell yeah, he is,” I said.
My grandma, Tammy, was the opposite of Carlos. She worried more often than not. If it had been Grandma who had caught us leaving, she would have scolded us until two in the morning.
When we reached Gage’s place, we headed inside. The party had already started. The house was packed full. After getting a beer, we headed back to the living room where our friends were. The living room was dimly lit. Furniture had been pushed to the side to make room for people to dance.
Jesse asked the boys if they had seen Emily yet, and they all said no.
Different girls started approaching me. Some of them I knew, some I didn’t. A few flirted with me and asked me to go upstairs, but I wasn’t interested. I rejected all of them as politely as I could. I was tired of meaningless sex and one-night stands. I had quite a few rounds of that after my last relationship, and it was beginning to get boring. A few asked for a dance, but I shot them down too.
After a few beers, Jesse went outside to try to call Emily. Jesse strolled back in and shook his head.
I grabbed him and spun him to face the area where everyone was dancing. I pointed at Emily. I had noticed her just a few seconds before Jesse walked in.
She was dancing with a few of her friends. Before Jesse could even approach her, she made her way off the dance floor.
“Damn, where is she going now?” Jesse huffed in irritation.
“Probably to look for you, go after her,” I said.
Before he could move, she was back. She wasn’t alone. She was pulling another girl onto the dance floor. This girl started dancing with Emily.
“Who is that?” I asked.
“Must be her cousin Mia,” Jesse said and tipped his beer back.
Mia moved her hips in a way that would put most professional dancers to shame. Dancing seemed so effortless to her. She danced like nobody was watching. These other girls tried so hard but didn’t hold a candle to her.
Her curly black hair fell to her waist. My gaze trailed her curves. This girl was thin, but she was busty with a big ass. She was impossible to describe. She looked like something that stepped out of a magazine. She was flawless. When she turned around and shook her hair around, I could see her face too.
She had a baby face with a dimpled chin. When she smiled, she had dimples in her cheeks. She had a small nose and full lips. Damn, I want those lips wrapped around my–My thought process was interrupted.
“She’s cute, huh?” Jesse asked.
“Whatever,” I said in an uninterested tone.
Jesse stared at me in disbelief and laughed.
I shook my head in irritation.
When the song ended, Emily and Mia approached us. As she walked toward us, I noticed she was wearing makeup, but you could tell she didn’t need it. It wasn’t much makeup, just some dark red lip gloss, eyeliner, and mascara. It looked good on her, but she didn’t need it. Most girls in this place were caked in makeup, a bunch of fucking powder puffs if you asked me.
“Mia, this is my boyfriend Jesse and his friend Angel,” Emily introduced.
“Hi,” Mia said with a smile. Her voice rang like a bell. It was so clear and beautiful. The sound of her voice sent an involuntary shiver down my spine. “Nice to meet you,” she said, looking at Jesse first. Her big dark brown eyes flickered to mine. Her eyes were so easy to get lost in.
“Hi,” Jesse said. Jesse tilted his head in my direction and smirked.
“Hey,” I said.
Mia’s eyes danced at the sound of my voice. The girls turned away from us. I hated that she was leaving, but I couldn’t help but watch her walk away. The way she swayed her hips had me in a trance.
“Which head are you thinking with?” Jesse teased.
“Man, fuck you,” I muttered. “So what? She’s hot.” I wasn’t going to deny it. How could I? She had my eyes lit up like the fourth of July. It was the strangest feeling. I spent all night ignoring girls easily, then she walked into the room and suddenly had my full attention.
As the night went on, I spent more time watching Mia. She wasn’t at all shy. She made her way around the party and introduced herself.
Jesse informed me that she was our age. He said she just moved here a couple of weeks ago. This would explain why Jesse hadn’t seen much of Emily. Emily was busy hanging out with Mia.
“It’s getting late,” I said.
Jesse nodded in agreement.
He went off to find the girls, and I headed outside for my car. I agreed to give Mia and Emily a ride home.
Jesse came out with Mia and Emily. He let the girls into the backseat. He pushed the seat back and climbed in.
“Nice car,” Mia said.
“Thanks,” I replied to Mia. I turned to look at Jesse. “Where am I taking them?”
Jesse pursed his lips and gave me a side glance. “Home with us?” Jesse asked.
“What? No way, man,” I shook my head. That had bad idea written all over it. “You’ll be getting kicked out of my house next.” I wasn’t sure if I was more worried about what would happen the more time I spent with Mia or if I was concerned about my parents.
“Yeah, right. They’ll just ground me,” Jesse said. He wiggled his eyebrows.
I had to admit that he had a point, and he knew he was right. My parents wouldn’t kick Jesse out any quicker than they would kick me out. He was practically their adopted son.
“Please, Angel,” Emily said as she sat forward. “My parents are at home. I have no way into the house. I told them I was staying with Mia. Mia told her parents she was staying with me. We have nowhere else to go.”
Damn, did they have this shit planned?
“Why do you guys put me in a position like that?” I growled. “You couldn’t warn me sooner? Exactly how cool do you think my parents are?”
“Hopefully, they’re awesome as hell,” Mia slurred and let out a giggle.
My heart fluttered at the sound of her giggle. I groaned and rubbed my face, fiercely. “Whatever,” I grunted.
Emily squealed in excitement and kissed my cheek. To my astonishment, Mia leaned forward and pecked my cheek too.
“Thank you!” The girls chorused.
Jesse chuckled and smiled wickedly at me.
“Yeah, yeah,” I grunted. I glowered at Jesse as I pulled the car away from the house.
I drove carefully back to my house. I kept on the exact speed limit, not wanting to get pulled over. I’d fail a sobriety test and lose my license for sure.
“You need to be quiet,” I told the girls.
They pretended to zip their lips and throw the key.
I rolled my eyes and chuckled at them.
We climbed out of the car and quietly stepped into the house. Jesse pulled Emily through the living room as I pulled Mia with me behind them.
“Wow!” Mia said, stunned. “Nice house!”
“Shh!” I hushed her.
She giggled and stumbled. She almost fell onto the couch, but I caught her. We managed to sneak the girls upstairs. Jesse pulled Emily into his bedroom, and I pulled Mia into mine. I closed my door quietly and locked it.
“Wow, nice room,” she murmured.
“Are you easily amused?”
“I’m poor, okay? Humor me,” she said and laughed. She stumbled around the room and looked around in awe. “I wish Emily would have warned me that I’d be sleeping with a boy I just met.”
My mind instantly went dirty. I raised my eyebrows and smirked. “First time?” I teased.
She rolled her eyes. “Shut up.”
“Hopefully, your boyfriend won’t mind.”
“What makes you assume that I have one?” Mia raised her eyebrows and turned to face me. Her thick lips pursed.
I stared down at her lips and licked my lips. My heart felt like it had dropped into my stomach.
“It’d be hard to believe that you’re single,” I said truthfully.
Her gaze fell to my lips but quickly flickered back to my eyes. “Believe it,” she said and smiled. “I just moved here. I don’t move that fast...” Mia trailed off and turned away from me.
“You can have the bed,” I told her.
“You can sleep in the bed with me. It’s huge. I don’t need this big of a bed to myself. Or would that piss your girlfriend off?” She teased.
I chuckled as I threw my shirt off. “Single,” I said.
Her gaze trailed down my bare chest. She immediately looked the other direction. My bedroom was dimly lit, so I could barely tell, but it looked like she was blushing.
“Hard to believe,” she mocked. She threw the blankets back and plopped down into my bed.
I pulled on a pair of satin shorts over my boxers and climbed into bed beside her. We were so close that her perfume felt like a slap in the face. Whatever she was wearing had me gritting my teeth and trying to keep my member down.
“I know,” I murmured.
She rolled over to look at me. “You’re a bit arrogant, aren’t you?”
“Sometimes,” I admitted. Sometimes it was easier to be sarcastic than have a serious conversation. I avoided serious conversations when I could. Serious discussion had a way of making people overthink. I hated overthinking, which I did often.
Her eyes danced in amusement. “Don’t get too cocky. Girls don’t like that type of shit.”
“The thing is I don’t care what people think or what they like.” I winked at her.
She smiled at that.
“Besides, if that were true, you wouldn’t have smiled,” I said.
“So, your parents are rich? What do they do?” Mia asked.
“Own different businesses all over the world. You’re poor. What do your parents do?” I asked.
She pursed her lips but didn’t answer.
“That bad?” I wondered.
“I just wonder if it will bother you,” she said. She fidgeted with the blanket. Her eyes flickered to mine when she felt the bed shift from me scooting closer.
“Almost nothing bothers me, so I doubt it. Why would it?” I challenged.
She took a deep breath and stared into my eyes. “My mom’s a nurse,” she said.
“Okay?” Nurses don’t make too bad of money, but they aren’t rich. I imagined she wasn’t talking about her mother’s occupation. So, what about her dad’s job would bother me?
“My dad is a cop.”
Fuck me. “Is that right?” Is all I could manage. I tried hard to keep my voice level, but I was sure my voice came out higher than it should have.
“Mhm,” she hummed.
“Interesting,” I said in as flat of a tone as I could. I could feel Mia’s eyes on me as I turned over onto my back. I stared up at the ceiling. Great, I have a cop’s daughter in my bed, who is drunk. Of course, I was sure at this point that I had already met her dad, and he was no fan of mine.