6 comments/ 23198 views/ 37 favorites Mutual Attractions By: WilBeLes It was a dark and cold night. Tom could hear the late night noises of central New York City in the distance. There was a smell of dust and abandonment in the old deserted factory. The windows were all cracked or broken. Pieces of glass lay shattered on the dusty floor. The walls were dirty and stained and the paint was peeling off like old skin off a snake. Tom's brand new vehicle looked terribly out of contrast in this place. He felt the cool night air lightly blowing in through the open window of his car. The darkness, abandoned factory, cool breeze and dust caused a sense of dread to settle in his stomach. Two lights appeared in front of him from the distance. His heart started pounding in his chest and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his skin. Tom got out of his vehicle and leaned against the bonnet crossing his arms over his chest. He is a strong man, has dark brown hair, brown eyes, tanned skin and has an almost square jaw line with a scar on his left cheek just below the bone. His shirt spanned tightly across his chest, upper arms and shoulders as he breathed heavily. Tom has been a police officer for twenty years. He has done some things that he is not proud of, things that he has sworn against as an officer of the law. Tom was nervous. He has never been in this much trouble before in his whole life. A black sedan stopped in front of him; the lights shining in his eyes. The doors of the drivers and passenger's side opened slowly. Two big muscle bulging men got out and walked over towards him. They looked like they were ready to kill anyone at that moment. The driver leaned against the bonnet of their vehicle sticking his hands in his pants pockets. The passenger stood still an arm's length away from him. Tom uncrosses his arms letting them hang next to his sides; his thin lips were sealed shut with the tell tale white signs. He nervously chewed on his lower lip. "The Boss wants to know what happened. He is not pleased that you lost half a kilo of cocaine." The man said rubbing his chin with his right hand's thumb and index finger. "I know. I stashed the cocaine where I thought that no-one would find it. It was gone when I went back for it. I will fix this. I just need a little more time." Tom said feeling his hands shake nervously. "You don't get it Tom. Boss wants his money in two days or else and he wanted me to give you a message." Without warning the man grabbed Tom by the hair and punched him in the face breaking his nose. He then punched him in the ribs almost cracking them instantly. Tom fell to his knees in pain grabbing his nose with his right hand and his ribs with his left hand. "You have forty eight hours to come up with the money or the drugs." He told Tom turning around and walked to the sedan. The two men got in their vehicle leaving Tom to his own mercy. The sedan made a U-turn around Tom's vehicle and sped off spreading a cloud of dust behind them. ***** It has been a long and treacherous day for detective Julie Swan. She was working with Internal Affairs on the Captains orders after her name was cleared. She was helping them on a case which apparently had cops involved with the drug cartel. She has been a detective for ten years and for the first time she felt like a traitor. All the officers on the force even treated her as such. Her ex-partner Tom was dismissed from the force for stealing evidence. She hasn't seen him for three years until now. Tom was sitting at the other end of the bar with his back facing the door having a beer. He hasn't recognised her as yet. In the past three years she has grown her hair and coloured it. She now had long black hair hanging loose to the middle of her back and sunglasses on her face. Her eyes would be a dead give away. She had the most shocking crystal blue eyes. She was wearing a leather biker suite with matching boots and her helmet next to her on the counter. The detective is 5'0" in height and kept her body in perfect shape. She received an anonymous tip yesterday that this bar was being used as a selling point for drugs, so she was checking the place out while off duty. This bar was situated on the corner of the block. It was called The Saloon, sounded a bit like something out of a western movie to her. Sitting at the far end of the bar facing the door, Julie finished her drink in one swig then signed at the bartender for another drink while she took her sunglasses off and placed it by her helmet. Placing the drink in front of the detective, the bar tender stood there mesmerised by the woman's crystal blue eyes. The bartender was a pretty young woman; long curly blond hair, green eyes, fair skin, soft feminine facial features and a long slender curvy body. Julie estimated her height at 4'7" and about twenty five years old. She smiled blushingly at the detective then turned to her other customers. Tom stood up after swallowing the last of his beer and blew the bartender a kiss. She pretended to catch it then winked at him. Tom opened the door stepping outside. Suddenly a gunshot was heard causing all the people in the bar to drop to the floor. Julie jumped up from her seat drawing her badge and her gun from under her jacket and yelled. "Everyone stay down!"... Then looking at the bartender she yelled ... "Call the police!" Crouching down at the door by Tom's lifeless body, she checked his pulse; he was dead. Looking up to her left in the direction of the shooter ran, she saw a man run into the alley. She stood up straight and ran toward the alley. Standing still at the corner she peeped around it; checking to see if the coast was clear. There was no light in the alley. It looked like a dark hole ready to swallow anyone that walked into its darkness. She knew that alley; it was a dead end to anyone who wanted to use it to escape from someone. "Drop your weapon and come out with your hands up!" A flash and a loud bang in the far right corner went off. The flash provided her with enough light to see that the shooter was unprotected. He had no cover. A bullet struck the wall next to her head causing bits of brick to splatter into her face. 'There you are. You are trapped.' She thought to herself. Remembering where the flash was, she calculated how tall the shooter was and where his gut might be. Taking a deep breath she pulled the trigger. Another flash from his weapon let her see that she had hit him. She heard his weapon fall to the ground. Police sirens wailed in the background growing louder and louder. The flashing lights of a vehicle stopped behind her. The headlights lit up the alley proving what she heard. The shooter sat in the corner clenching his gut taking deep shallow breaths. Two officers came running from their vehicle to her aid. The three of them walked closer to him. Julie kicked his weapon away from him. A moment later an ambulance arrived taking care of the injured shooter. The police vehicle followed the ambulance to the hospital to make sure the shooter couldn't disappear during the night. Walking back toward the bar she looked up to see the bartender talking to another officer explaining what had happened. The coroner was busy with Tom's body. He had a clean shot in the chest right through his heart. They rolled Tom's body away on a gurney covered with a sheet. Julie settled against the wall next to bar's entrance with her eyes closed. After the bartender talked to the officer she turned around standing face to face with Julie. Her biker suite moulded the curves of the detective's body. The bartenders gaze started on Julie's full lips then flowed down her soft neck, her firm breasts and settled on her perfectly rounded hips. Julie opened her eyes to find the bartender staring at her attentively with hungry eyes. "What is your name Miss?" Startled and embarrassed the bartender looked up into Julie's eyes only to find a slight smile on the detective's face. "My name is Jamie." She answered with her face turning crimson at the fact that she was caught staring. "I'm Julie. Did you know Tom well?" Julie asked knowing that she had a job to do at the moment. There were other more suitable opportunities to flirt with a woman. Jamie looked down at her hands thinking of what to say. She couldn't lie to the detective, yet she didn't want to get anyone in trouble. She had to tell her the truth. "Could we go inside to talk about this?" Jamie asked finally meeting Julie's eyes. "Sure we can. The officers taking the statements of your customers are just about finished anyway and the Captain should be here in a moment." Julie said pushing herself away from the wall. Julie followed Jamie into the bar and waited for all the commotion to quiet down. There were cops everywhere taking statements, notes and photographs of everything. Julie sat back down at the far end of the bar taking out her notebook and pen. Jamie stood behind the bar tensing more than before. "Would you like a cup of coffee Julie? It seems like we both need one." Jamie asked the female detective. "Yes please, I have a feeling that I'm going to be here for a while." Julie retorted. Jamie could usually read a person's face but for some reason she couldn't read Julie's face. She couldn't seem to decide whether Julie was angry, sad or just being professional. "Yes this is going to take a while; I guess I'm going to have to start from the beginning which would be two months ago or actually three months ago." Jamie said while preparing two cups of coffee using a coffee machine standing below her top counter. Julie put her badge and weapon down on the counter next to her helmet. After a few minutes everyone went home leaving the two women alone to talk about Tom. Most of the police vehicles pulled away and moved on, just one police vehicle stayed behind to keep an eye on the bar and crime scene for the night. Julie took the time to look around the bar with her own eyes. There was a corner in the back where anyone could do 'business' unseen, unless the person looking knew what to look for. There are three floor-to-ceiling high windows facing the street; two on the opposite of the double glass doors with wooden framing and then one window along the side of the counter. Along the front of the counter were barstools. There were tables and chairs along the wall across from the bar and along the two windows. There was a wide open space in between the bar counter and the tables to stand around or dance. Behind Julie were three doors and a set of stairs with a steel gate leading up to the first floor from the ground floor: one door lead to the men's room, one to the lady's room and the other to the kitchen which was very small. Only two people could work in the tiny kitchen. The bars counter spanned from about two metres from the stairs to a metre from the other floor-to-ceiling high window forming a corner. In the corner next to the window and the bar was an old grandfather clock reminding customers of what time it was. It was a good thing the windows had burglar bars built into the wall on the outside of the building. Julie returned her gaze to Jamie who was watching her the whole time. She had a slight smile on her face. The detective returned the smile and realised that she didn't even hear Jamie put the cup of coffee down in front of her. "I have known Tom for three months. We were just good friends but he was seeing my ... he had a relationship with my ..." Jamie's voice trailed off for a second then she continued taking a deep breath. "My cousin Jake was arrested a year ago for possession and the attempt to sell. It was his first offence so he got lucky. He got out two months ago on parole and I have been keeping him busy in the bar doing repairs. Tom has been coming here for three months. After my cousin started working for me they started hanging out a lot. I got the impression that they were in a relationship. I caught them kissing in the kitchen." Jamie took a sip of her coffee almost choking when she saw the look of shock on the detective's face. "I never thought of Tom as being gay. I guess my gaydar is broken; I can usually spot a gay person from miles away." That said Julie saw a sparkle in Jamie's eyes and smiled widely at the young woman. "What else can you tell me about what Tom might have been doing here?" Julie took a sip of her coffee while waiting for an answer. "Well, about a month ago I noticed him sitting in that back corner a lot of times talking to people. Honestly ... I also noticed a lot of shady and dodgy characters come in here since he started hanging around. Last week I saw him talking to a guy, go to the men's room then return handing the guy something under the table." Jamie sat down on a barstool behind the bar resting her feet against a low shelf. "Was it you that placed the anonymous tip of drugs being sold here in this bar?" Julie asked while taking short notes. Jamie took a deep breath and released it in a sigh while tilting her head back. "Yes it was me. I wasn't going to stand by and do nothing while someone ... even a friend or my cousin's lover use my bar as a selling point for drugs. I would have done the same thing if it was my cousin selling again." A long silence followed while Julie wrote in her notebook. Julie could understand what this woman was feeling; the feeling of doing the right thing even if it meant hurting people around you. It was the feeling of being a traitor; a back stabber. "Where is your cousin at the moment?" Julie asked looking up at Jamie. "He is at the night club downtown working as a bouncer. It's called The Pink Palace. He should be back early in the morning." "He works at the gay club ... I will talk to him tomorrow then. I know this will be a hard question to answer but I have to check all my options. Do you think your cousin would have any reason to kill Tom?" "Somehow I knew you would ask me that. They were very happy together. I only saw them fight once; I don't know what it was about though." Thinking about it for a second, she continued. "Come to think of it; it was right after I found a stash of drugs in the men's room last week, which is why I reported it." Jamie let out a breath realising she has been holding her breath through the last sentence of her answer. "What did you do with the drugs you found?" Jamie swallowed down the last of her coffee. Her throat felt dry and her hands felt clammy, she could feel butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Every time Jamie said something her heart skipped a beat at the sound of her voice. "I left it there and started watching all of my customers, though there is a time I was busy in the kitchen. Later that same day after Tom was in the men's room he came rushing out in a frantic panic. I guessed that the drugs were his and that it disappeared." "Do you think that any of your staff could have known about the drugs and taken it?" The detective asked. "Sam has worked for my father for years; I would trust him alone in the bar. Carl on the other hand has been acting strange lately." "What's up the stairs?" The detective asked turning her head in that direction. Jamie looked past the detective in that direction then back at her. "Oh, that's just my office and the storage room for the bar's stock. I also have a bedroom up there for when I work late nights." The young woman answered the detective. The Captain walked in the door and locked it behind him. Jamie stood up, walked over to him and hugged him. Julie looked at them with a curious look on her face. "Hi Uncle Frank, I'm so glad you're here." Julie let out a soft sigh of relief. "Hi my dear, are you alright?" He asked with his hands on her shoulders, looking around and then his gaze settled on Julie. "Yes I'm alright. I'm just a bit shaken." Jamie said standing aside looking back at Julie. "Good evening Captain." Julie said standing up to greet the Captain. "Good evening Julie. How is your investigation going so far?" He walked over to the detective taking a seat next to her. Jamie got behind the bar, poured the Captain a beer and set it in front of him. She took her and Julie's cups and made more coffee then took her seat again. "I've got two good leads so far Captain but it doesn't look good for Tom at all. I need to do some more digging first." "What do you need for your investigation Julie?" He asked getting straight to the point. "Well Captain ... I'm going to need access to Tom's files and financial records. I'm going to see the coroner tomorrow morning early before I speak to Jake." The Captain turned his gaze to Jamie in question. Jamie looked at the Captain for a few seconds. "Jake and Tom were in a relationship for the last month or two." The Captain took a sip of his beer then set the glass down raising an eyebrow. "I can get the files and financial records for you no problem." He said looking at Julie then at Jamie before continuing. "This doesn't look good for Jake at all. Has he been staying away from the drugs since he got out?" The Captain had a sudden look of concern in his eyes. "Yes he has, I have been going with him every day to check in with his parole officer. During the day he helps me in the bar and then at night he works as a bouncer at The Pink Palace." The Captain returned his gaze to Julie. Before he could ask the obvious question she answered him. "I know the place Captain. I have been there a few times. I will follow up on that when I get a chance to go tomorrow." Julie said with her cheeks turning crimson. "Good ... it sounds to me like you have a very busy day tomorrow Julie. You should go home and get some rest." The Captain took another sip of his beer. "Are you okay to drive with your bike Julie? You had quite a few drinks before the shooting started." Jamie looked at her with a slight concern showing in her eyes. "I will be fine, thank you Jamie. The coffee is helping a bit and I'm not even tipsy yet. It takes a lot of alcohol to get me down." Julie said with a smile tugging at her lips. The Captain just looked at both women and shook his head while taking another sip. "I will never understand young people of today. That reminds me ... I have to get home before my wife kills me." He finished his beer then walked with Jamie to the door. They hugged and Jamie locked the door behind him. Jamie went back behind the bar and sat down staring at the detective. The detective stood up, put her weapon, badge and notebook and pen away then grabbed her sunglasses and her helmet. They both walked to the door. The detective turned around to face the shorter woman. They stood nose to nose. Their eyes locked onto each other for what seemed like forever. A whole new feeling raced through the detective's veins and body to her core. Looking down into Jamie's eyes and looking at her lips; she couldn't help but think what those lips tasted like. "I should get going. I still have a lot of work to do before I get some sleep." Julie said taking a step back. Jamie let out an audible sigh that made Julie smile widely. She knew that the detective has a job to do and that she can't think of a relationship at this moment, especially with a witness. "I will make sure that you're safe before I leave." The detective thought for a moment then continued talking. "Where do you live, maybe I can take you home or follow you home?" The detective asked nervously chewing on her lower lip. "Thank you, you are very kind." Jamie took a deep breath to steady her trembling voice. "I stay in a block of apartments on 5th avenue by central park. I always take the subway home but it is way too late for that now." "Okay no, I will take you home to make sure that you get home safely. I live on the east side as well two streets up. You mind riding on a motorbike?" The detective stood there shocked at what she was doing. For some reason she had an attraction toward this young woman; like magnetism. She knew she couldn't get personally involved with someone who could be involved with her current case. Mutual Attractions "No I don't mind." Jamie had no words. Why was this detective helping her? Was she just doing her job or was she interested her? "Let's get you home then." The detective said walking out the door. Jamie turned off the lights, activated her alarm and joined the detective on her motorbike. "Hold on tight." The detective exclaimed from in the helmet. Jamie hesitated for a second then wrapped her arms tightly around Julie's waist. She then tucked her head in behind the detectives back. She pulled away causing Jamie to hold on even tighter. Julie could feel Jamie's heart race against her spine. It felt amazing to have someone's soft arms around her. She hasn't felt like this in a long time. It was late so the roads weren't that busy. The bartender felt safe with the detective. She released a deep breath relaxing into the detective's body. She followed her every move; leaning from side to side. They reached 5th avenue in half an hour. Julie slowed down for Jamie to signal when to stop. She released one arm slightly and tapped the detective in her side. Julie parked the bike then waited for Jamie to get off before she got off. The detective walked with Jamie into the building to her apartment door. The young woman searched in her pocket for her key and gasped. Her apartment door was slightly open. Julie grabbed her gun and pushed Jamie against the wall to the side of the door. "Stay here." The detective whispered going inside the apartment. Julie stalked in slowly; looking around with her weapon ready. Clear. Clear. Clear. Clear. She declared to herself checking every room. The whole apartment was trashed; pillows torn and papers littered over the floor, pieces of glass everywhere, the couches were cut right through and paintings that hung on the walls were on the floor. The detective returned to the apartment door finding Jamie standing in the door way with tears in her eyes and her mouth gaping. "Don't touch anything." The detective holstered her weapon and withdrew her mobile phone from her pants pocket. The detective walked away from the younger woman towards a window talking to dispatch then put her phone away again. She then faced the younger woman. "Who would do this? What were they looking for? I don't have anything anyone would be looking for." "I don't know yet but I promise I will find out. Do you have any other family you can stay with, where you would be safe?" Jamie couldn't speak at all. She just shook her head in answer and walked past Julie while looking around the lounge area. After a few minutes of silence Jamie answered the question. "I grew up in a foster home. My foster parents died two years ago. Jake lives with me. I only have the Captain and his wife." Again silence engulfed the room; this time until the Captain and other officers arrived on the scene. "What do we have here detective?" He asked getting straight to the point. "We only have a break in, nothing seems to be gone. It looks like whoever broke in was looking for something. We haven't touched anything since we got here." "Okay let's see what we can find people. I need fingerprints ... anything that would tell us who is doing this." The Captain ordered then turned to Jamie and Julie. "Julie I have a special job for you; you are on protection duty. You, Jamie and Jake are going to stay in the cottage behind my house. It's the safest place I can think of at the moment and the safe house is being used. I already sent Jake a message to go to my house immediately." "Oh Uncle Frank, do you really think that would be necessary? I don't think whoever did this would come back and I think Julie has a lot of work to do without having to worry about protecting us?" Before the Captain could speak the detective spoke first letting a long audible sigh escape her lips. "This could be my chance to speak to Jake and I would be much happier knowing that you are safe. Whoever did this still hasn't found what they were looking for by the looks of it. They will be back." "Exactly and at the moment Julie is the only one I can trust to protect you and Jake. I will have an unmarked vehicle on stand-by outside my house at all times." "Jamie, why don't you go and pack a few things while I go home and do the same? I will meet you guys at the cottage." "Okay I will be right back Uncle Frank." The young woman looked at the detective with unsure eyes. She then turned and walked to her room leaving the Captain and detective alone to talk. She grabbed a bag in her closet and packed clothes for her and then went to Jake's room and packed a few things for him. "Captain, I think all this is linked to Tom's death. I think he was involved with the drug cartel. Jamie told me that she found drugs in the men's room at the bar the other day. It sounds like the drugs had disappeared because he stormed out the bar from the men's room in a rush and apparently upset about something." "I feared it would be about him and since he and Jake were seeing each other both Jamie and Jake will remain in danger until we can solve this." "I agree Captain but I really feel that I should be doing more to assist in the case. I mean they will be safe at the cottage ... we could just have an officer we trust watch over them and the Misses during the day while we work." "I know Julie." The Captain got quiet for a few seconds thinking. "The medical examiner examining Tom's body is at the hospital here on 5th avenue as well as the shooter. I guess you could make a turn there in the morning then meet me at the precinct after that." Julie turned toward the door and went home with her bike. She parked her bike behind the stairs leading up to her apartment. Standing in her apartment with a bag already packed, she couldn't help but wonder why the Captain was so keen on having Jamie and Jake at his house. While working with the I.A. the detective has grown suspicious of everyone in the department even the Captain. Maybe he was just being protective over them or maybe he has much more sinister reasons. "Or maybe you are just being silly Julie." The detective spoke to herself. Julie left her apartment and went to her unmarked vehicle standing in front of the building. Opening the driver side door she threw her bag onto the passenger seat and got in starting the vehicle then drove off. She has been to the Captains house a few times in the past ten years. The Captain has a big house. From the gate it almost looked like a small mansion or maybe a small castle. At night it kind of looked like a haunted house. To Julie it felt like she was driving straight into the hell mouth. It seemed a bit to extravagant for the pay grade of a captain of a police department. Yet he could have inherited the house as well. The detective parked her vehicle in front of the house. Grabbing her bag, she got out and walked to the front door. Before she could knock, the door opened. To the detective's relief it was Jamie. It looked like Jamie was happy to see her. The young woman looked giddy and full of energy. "Come on in Detective." The younger woman said with a shy smile standing aside while brushing a stray hair behind her ear. "Please call me Julie. Detective sounds so formal." The detective said walking into the house past Jamie. Their eyes locked onto each other. Just as Jamie closed the door they were startled by a male voice coming from the stairs. "Good you're here Julie. The cottage is ready for you. Dinner is in an hour. Why don't you get settled in before we sit down to eat?" The Captain said standing at the base of the stairs. "Sure Captain, I will be a while though. I just need to clean up first." "That's alright, take your time. Jamie can show you to the cottage." He said turning to his left into his home office then closed the doors. The detective looked at Jamie waiting for her to lead the way. The young woman had a dreamy look on her face. Julie felt the heat creep up to her face as she blushed then cleared her throat. "Oh right, the cottage." The young woman said as her face turned into a darker shade of red. The detective walked behind Jamie through the house to the back yard. Jamie swayed her hips seductively knowing that the woman behind her wouldn't be able to resist watching. The detective licked her lips while watching Jamie's hips sway from side to side. The detective's heart raced in her chest as her breathing became more raged. By the time the two women reached the cottage the detective could feel the wetness dripping between her legs. The cool breeze of the night blew lightly on her skin causing a thrill to run down her spine. Jamie opened the door to the cottage and stepped inside with the detective short on her heels. She felt her own wetness in her panties as she walked. Just the thought of what the detective could do to her almost made her cum on the spot. "Okay Julie, the bedroom is to the left." The young woman said leading Julie to the bedroom. The cottage was small with an open plan kitchen and lounge. The bedroom was to the left of the cottage with a door on the right of the bedroom leading to the bathroom. There was only one bed and the couches in the tiny lounge were single seaters. "There is only one bed so we will have to share. Jake is going to sleep in the guestroom in the house. You don't mind sharing, do you?" Jamie asked chewing on her lower lip. "No... no... I don't mind sharing, unless you would be uncomfortable with it." "No it won't be a problem. Do you have everything you need?" Julie took a deep breath to compose her feelings and threw her bag on the bed. She stuck her hand inside and withdrew sweat pants and a t-shirt. Jamie stood at the door watching the detective going about her business. "Yes thank you Jamie, I will be right out." The detective said looking up at the young woman. She felt the urge to take this young woman into her arms and kiss her. The look on Jamie's face told her that this young woman was feeling the same urges as she was. She was staring at Julie with lustful eyes and was nervously chewing on her lower lip and playing with her fingers. "Okay then, would you like me to wait or ..." Julie interrupted her noticing the hopeful look on the young woman's face. "I... uhm... t... think I will be alright for n... now." She said stuttering. The detective saw disappointment wash over the young woman's face as she turned around and headed to the small lounge area. Julie headed to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She stripped from her clothes and stepped into the cold spray of the shower. The water gradually heated as she stood with her hands against the wall. She let her right hand softly caress her body down to her heated pussy. Her left hand strayed pinching and pulling one of her nipples as her right hand caressed her already erect clit. Soft moans escaped her lips as her hands slowly brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Jamie remembered that there was no towel in the bathroom. So she went back to the room and got a towel out of a chest of drawers standing in the corner of the room below the window. She stood at the bathroom door. Before she knocked on the door she heard a moan from inside the bathroom. At first the young woman thought it was her imagination until she heard another moan. Jamie stood there in silence listening. Her own hand slipped down to her pussy and gasped as she felt how wet she was. She caressed her clit through her jeans while listening to Julie's moaning becoming louder and louder spurring on her own moans. Julie thought of their closeness at the bar before they left; the feeling of Jamie's arms around her waist on the bike and then the way Jamie swayed her hips as she led her to the cottage. That was all Julie needed to push her over the edge. She let one long and loud moan slip from her lips and threw her head back as she rode out her orgasm. A smile grew on Julie's lips at Jamie's moans outside the bathroom door which triggered another orgasm to hit her. Jamie's orgasm ripped from her core when she heard Julie's final loud moan. She braced herself up against the wall with her other hand still holding the towel as she rode out her orgasm. After a few seconds she heard Julie turn off the water to the shower. "Oh fuck." She whispered to herself, threw the towel on the bed over Julie's bag and rushed out of the cottage to the house. Julie stepped out of the shower and looked around searching for a towel. There was no towel in the bathroom. She unlocked the bathroom door and opened it slightly to see if the coast was clear. Opening the door wider she saw a towel on top of her bag. Smiling to herself she knew that Jamie had left the towel out for her and wondered how much of what she was doing Jamie had heard. The detective quickly dried herself off and got dressed. Trying to slow down her breathing Jamie stood in the kitchen snooping around in the fridge while taking deep breaths. She turned around and froze when she saw Julie standing in the doorway with her arms crossed and a smug smile on her face. The sweatpants the detective wore fit snugly around her thighs and waist. The t-shirt was a little tight around her chest and shoulders showing off her toned strong arms. Her long straight black hair hung over her shoulders still wet. Jamie looked down her body again and saw that the detective was walking barefoot. Julie's painted toenails stood out against the white tiled floor. "Wow, you look a lot different in those than in a biker suite." "Thank you very much and thanks for the towel." The detective said watching as a blush crept onto Jamie's face. "Oh it was nothing; I was half way out the cottage when I remembered I didn't put a towel in the bathroom." Jamie took another deep breath and let it out slowly. Julie looked around the kitchen; a modern set kitchen with see through cupboards hanging on the walls and dark wood cupboards spread along the lower part of the walls. The glasses were right over Jamie's head. The detective stepped toward the young woman. Jamie braced herself by placing her hands on the counter on either side of her waist while watching Julie. Julie stood against Jamie with their breasts pressing together while raising her left arm reaching for a glass. She lowered her head and whispered in Jamie's ear. "Thanks for the orgasm you're moaning really helped." Jamie gasped at the detectives words and moaned feeling her hot breath on her neck. The detective put her right hand on Jamie's waist then looked at the young woman's face. Jamie's eyes were closed and her face flushed. Julie closed her own eyes and gently pressed her lips against Jamie's. Jamie opened her eyes stunned then she relaxed into the detective's body closing her eyes and placing her hands on Julie's hips. The detective ran her tongue along Jamie's lips asking for permission to enter. The young woman parted her lips letting the detective's tongue enter her mouth. Their tongues massaged each other and probed every crevice of their mouths. They parted from the kiss looking into each other's eyes. "We should probably get to the dining room before they send a search party after us." Julie stepped back releasing her one hand from Jamie's waist while holding a glass in her other hand. "I... I... Wow... uhm." Jamie couldn't get her words out right; instead she pushed herself away from the counter and just smiled at the detective walking past the taller woman speechless. The detective turned to the basin and pored herself some water from the tap for her dry throat. "That was the first time ever that one of my kisses left a girl speechless and leaving me wet again." She said to herself then walked to the dining room to join the others. Jamie and Julie kept steeling glances at each other. The others could see that something was brewing between the two women. Jake was beside himself with his cousin's attraction to this down-to-earth looking detective. He could sense that the detective was a lovable and honourable person who would carry the person she loves on a golden platter; never mind the silver platter. The Misses and Captain went to bed after dinner leaving the young ones to clean up. Clean up was quick, Jamie and Julie seemed to compliment each other in every way. Jamie was in the cottage lying on the bed thinking about the kiss she and the detective shared in the kitchen. The words Julie whispered in her ear repeated itself in her mind, the feeling of Julie's hot breath on her neck and her voice speaking so soft into her ear. Remembering the feeling of pure heat rushing through her body when the detective kissed her, she held her hand over her heart. The rapid beating of her heart against her hand sent her into a deep sleep. 'Was she falling in love with this woman? Was she just attracted to this woman? Was there such a thing as love at first site?' A million questions raced through her mind trying to figure out how she felt. When Julie finally went to bed, Jamie was already asleep. She quietly got into the bed keeping her distance from Jamie. In a few seconds the detective was asleep. She felt a sense of peace having a person next to her. The next morning the detective woke up with the younger woman's arm draped over her chest. She carefully slipped out of the bed. The young woman looked so peaceful despite the situation. Julie went to the Captains home office to check on some files on his computer. The Captain gave her permission to do as she pleased. She didn't know the man very well on a personal level but he seemed to be a great person and friend. He called her this morning to confirm that the shooter in the hospital is indeed the one that killed Tom; his name is Johnson Harrison. His guns striations and bullets matched those removed from Tom. Forensics night shift staff worked through the night doing what they did best. Jake met up with Julie in the office. He figured that she might have a few questions she would like to ask him. Looking up from the computer, the detective saw Jake standing in the doorway. "Hi Jake, would you like to talk now or later?" She asked him crossing her fingers on the table in front of her. "I would rather talk now before my courage runs away." "Okay, grab a seat Jake. I was just checking out some files on the police data base." She logged out from the data base and logged off of the computer. The detective stood up and sat next to Jake on the long couch leaning her back against the arm rest. Jake looked at her for a few seconds trying to think on where to start. Sensing his discomfort she put her hand on his for support. "Why don't you start on how you and Tom met?" She asked him removing her hand from his. "Well we met at the bar two months ago. I was off duty and he was sitting on his favourite spot at the end of the bar. I of coarse am the shy one and I noticed him glancing at me with a goofy smile on his face. I looked down then when I looked at him again he was right beside me with a drink for each of us. We talked for the rest of the night till closing time. By that time he was so drunk Jamie and I had to drag him to my car. That night he slept on the couch." Sighing at the memory Jake smiled; his whole face lit up. "After that we grew closer. We kept our relationship hidden from public but we really did love each other. He was very good at hiding his sexual preference." "Yes he was. I didn't even know that he was gay until Jamie tolled me last night. Despite his indiscretions at the force, he was a really good guy. So everything between you two went well until about a week or two ago. What happened?" She looked at Jakes face trying to read his emotions. He sincerely looked heart broken over Tom's death. Mutual Attractions Jake felt his emotions well up behind his eyes. He took a deep breath and slowly released it. "I found out that he was selling drugs for the same people I used to work for before I got arrested; Troy Bossmann a.k.a. the Boss. He used to stash the drugs in the men's room at the bar. It disappeared and he tried to blame it on me." Jake took another deep breath before continuing. "He knew that I didn't want to go down that road again. I got a second chance at life. I tried to help him find a real job as well because he came to me two days ago with a broken nose and a bruise over his rib cage." Jake closed his eyes letting a tear run down his cheek. "They beat him up because of the drugs that disappeared?" The detective asked him. "Yes they did. I begged him to turn them in to the police." "Do you have any idea on who might have taken the drugs?" "No but I have noticed one of the kitchen staff acting a bit strange lately. I think his name is Carl." "What do you mean by strange Jake?" Jake thought about it for a moment, thinking of a better way to say what he saw. "I could see that he is on something ...I mean he would have red eyes, he is moody all the time and he would disappear and come back all happy. After a short while he would be moody again and he is always sniffing. I know the signs of an addict when I see one. Carl never was like he is now." "Yes I will check up on that. Hopefully Jamie would give me permission to have a look around the bar without a warrant tomorrow. Do the staff members have lockers at work?" Julie had this look of interest on her face; an interest on who took the drugs and if it could have lead to why Tom was killed. Jake sat there admiring this woman's strength. She had lost a friend and former colleague today, yet she still had the strength to go on with the case. "Yes they do have lockers; Jamie made them each sign on their work contracts that in the case of a police investigation that she has full right to open their lockers if needed. She is smart that way. She was studying to be a lawyer before her foster parents died and left her the bar." Jake smiled as he saw the smile on the detectives face grow at the mention of his cousin's name. "May I ask you a question detective?" Julie looked at him quizzically. "Sure go ahead Jake, but only if you call me Julie." "Do you like her ... Julie?" He asked her smiling even wider at the shock on her face. "Do you mean Jamie?" He nodded in answer. She knew exactly who he was talking about. "Y... Yes I do like her, but it would be a bit difficult for me to have a relationship with her at the moment; especially with both of us involved with this case. Do you think she likes me?" Julie had a look of both hopefulness and dread on her face asking that question. Jake had a knowing look in his eyes which added more to Julie's feeling of dread. A moment of silence stretched through the little office. The detective grew a little more impatient with every second that passed by. "Jake, please tell me the truth. I don't want my heart broken or her heart broken for that matter." "Okay enough teasing. I've known Jamie for six years now. She is the kind of person that carries her heart on her sleeve. If she gives you her hand; she gives you her heart. I know her well enough to know that she really does like you and finds you attractive. After the recent bad relationship she had; she must really like you more than you think to let you into her heart so quickly." "So she is the kind of person that falls in love with another person very quickly. I ..." Before she could finish the misses walked in with a tray. "Good morning, I hope you kids slept well last night." She said with a raspy voice. The misses was quite good looking for her age. The Captain was a very lucky man to have such a woman in his life. "Oh yes we did, thank you ma'am." The older woman put the tray on a small coffee table next to the couch. "Oh please call me Theresa. Ma'am makes me feel so old." Julie took a cup of coffee into her hands. Keeping the cup close to her face, she let the aroma of the coffee wake up all of her senses. "I need to get to the hospital in two hours. I need to get ready for work. I'm supposed to meet the Captain at the precinct when I'm done at the hospital." The detective took short slow sips of the coffee savouring the flavour. Jake and Theresa took their coffee into their hands. Julie stood up and headed toward the kitchen making a fresh cup of coffee then headed to the cottage. Walking into the bedroom the detective stood at the door watching Jamie sleep. The younger woman stirred and moaned. The detective walked to the side of the bed and sat down next to Jamie putting the cup of coffee down on the bedside table. "Jamie..." The detective called softly putting her hand on the younger woman's thigh. Jamie turned onto her back opening her eyes. "Good morning." The younger woman said with a smile sitting up against the headboard. "Good morning sleeping beauty. I brought you some coffee." "Thank you very much, you are so sweet." A moment of silence followed. The two women looked deeply into each other's eyes. Julie stood up and went to the bathroom letting the showers water run. "I'm sorry if I upset you last night by kissing you." Julie stood in front of the shower feeling the waters heat on her hand. "You didn't upset me at all." Jamie said from the bathroom door making Julie jump out of surprise. The detective's jaw dropped at the sight in front of her. Jamie stood at the door stark naked. Jamie has a stunning body; young fair skin and soft firm features. She watched the younger woman walk closer toward her with lust filled eyes. The young woman wrapped her arms around her waist. Their breasts pressed together; she could feel both their already hard nipples rub against each other. "Are you sure you want this Jamie?" She asked the young woman with their lips just an inch away from each other. "I don't want this, I want you Julie. I don't always get what I want but if I set my sights on something ... I take it. I fell in love with you when I first saw you come into the bar yesterday." The young woman said these words to her without breaking eye contact which told the detective that this woman was serious about her feelings. Julie stood there searching her own feelings. Does she feel the same way about this young woman? They have only known each other for a few hours yet there was an unmistakable force drawing them together. Were they going to fast with this? Looking into Jamie's eyes she noticed just how beautiful they were; a bright hazel colour. "We have only met last night yet I feel that I've known you all my life Jamie. We obviously share a mutual attraction ... wait ... you said ... you ... fell in love with me." "Yes I did. I'm sure Jake already told you that I fall for a person very quickly. Which is why I got hurt the most in all my failed relationships. God you have the most beautiful crystal blue eyes I have ever seen. Every time I look at you I feel captivated. I can't stop looking at you." The lustful look in Jamie's eyes turned into pure love. "Usually people can't look at me because they find my eyes kind of scary. They say I can look straight into their souls. Yet here you are, saying that you're in love with my eyes." Julie leaned slightly forward pressing her lips to Jamie's. Their lips parted at the same time permitting each other to enter at will. Their tongues massaged each other and probed hungrily; their hands groping and roaming freely causing each other to moan into the other's mouth. Jamie's soft skin felt almost like satin under Julie's hands. Breaking their kiss Jamie pulled the older woman's t-shirt off over her torso, head and arms. She let the t-shirt drop to the floor then hooked her thumbs into Julie's waistband. The detective looked at the young woman raising an eyebrow while watching her slowly pull down her sweatpants. "Let's get you cleaned up before you leave for work." Jamie softly pushed Julie backward into the shower with a sly smile. "You are so beautiful Jamie." Standing under the spraying water they attentively washed each other from head to toe. Without warning Julie pushed the young woman against the wall and dropped to her knees in front of Jamie. Gently sliding her hands up Jamie's right leg, she raised the leg over her right shoulder. Looking up into Jamie's eyes as to ask for permission, she licked her lips. Jamie bit down on her lower lip, her eyes sparkling hazel. "Please make love to me?" She asked looking down at the erotic vision in front of her. Julie placed a kiss on Jamie's trimmed mound then kissed along her folds. Using her fingers she separated the folds revealing the young woman's treasure. She explored her new found treasure softly around the tunnel then fluttered her tongue over the little nub. Short soft moans escaped through the young woman's lips. "You like that?" Julie asked looking at the woman's face. "Mmmmm, yessss I do." She hissed tilting her head back against the wall closing her eyes and licking her lips. Julie roamed the woman's treasure for a few more seconds building her up. Feeling her own need build in her core, Julie stood up taking Jamie by her hands and led her to the bedroom. Jamie lay down on the bed pulling Julie down on top of her into a kiss. Jamie moved her one leg in between Julie's thighs rubbing her hot throbbing pussy against it to stimulate her need. Julie felt the young woman's thigh rub against her own throbbing clit. They moaned into each other's mouths. The detective placed her hands next to her young lovers head breaking their kiss. Jamie sighed in disappointment. Sensing her disappointment Julie started speaking. "I want to look into your eyes as you cum for me Baby." Moving their hips together matching the others movements they looked into each others eyes filled with love. Jamie flipped their bodies so she would be on top. She placed her legs on either side of her lover's thighs rubbing their clits together. Julie grabbed onto her lovers thighs watching the ecstasy creep to her face. They moved their hips faster with each thrust adding more pressure to their stimulation. Their moans and mixed scents filled the room. "I'm close." Jamie said gasping for air. "I can feel you. I am too." Julie said matching her lovers gasps. "Oh... mmmm... Sweetie yes just like that." Jamie's words filled the air in the room. "Oh Jamie yes." They moved their hips faster in unison; their orgasms reached the surface. They screamed each others names at the same time. "Jamie... Julie!" They rode their orgasms out for as long as they could as they looked into each others eyes. A series of smaller orgasms followed in hot pursuit. Then finally Jamie collapsed into Julie's arms exhausted. Julie held her lover close feeling her heart beat against her chest. Her young lovers breathing slowly turned regular. Jamie gave Julie a kiss in her neck below her ear. "God Baby if you do that, we will never get out of this room." The older woman said feeling a thrill run down her spine. "Is that a promise?" Jamie said lifting her head and placed a passionate kiss on her lover's lips. They broke their kiss looking into each others eyes. "I love you." Both women said at the same time making each other smile even wider. "You should probably get going before I get you in trouble." "Yeah, I have to get to the hospital to question the shooter and see the medical examiner." Jamie got off of her lover and sat next to her crossing her legs. "Then I will see you late this afternoon after work." Julie stood up and got dressed. She put on a black female skirt suite with a white blouse under the jacket and low heel, knee high black boots. Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom she tied up her hair into a pony tail and returned to the room. "Mmmmm you look so sexy in that suite Sweetie." Jamie said standing up from the bed pulling a t-shirt over her head then pulled some panties on. "Mmmmm hhmmm you look much sexier in just that t-shirt." Julie said placing a hungry kiss on her lover's lips then continued speaking her face turning serious. "I was wondering if you would let me search the staff's lockers later today. I have a lead that I need to follow up on ... unless you would like to see a search warrant first." Her young lover looked at her puzzled. "Sure that won't be a problem at all. Is this about the missing drugs ... if I may ask?" "Yes it is but please don't tell any of your staff about this. I have a feeling that the drugs are the reason why Tom was killed." "I thought as much. You can come search their lockers; I have my own spare keys. The quicker we can get this over with, the better." Julie placed one last kiss on her young lover's lips then hugged her tightly. "I'm taking you out for dinner tonight then afterwards we're going to The Pink Palace to blow off some steam." "Sounds like fun. What should I wear?" "Surprise me Baby. I will see you later." The detective strapped her shoulder holster on with her weapon in it, clipped her badge on the waistband of her skirt and then left for the hospital. ********* The hospital felt cold and the smell of medicine hung in the air. The shooter was awake and under police guard through the night. They had him handcuffed to the bed so he wouldn't go anywhere. "Good morning. I am Detective Swan. Will you be willing to answer a few questions regarding last nights shooting?" The man grunted under his breath then looked at the detective with hateful eyes. "I don't know what you are talking about Detective." "Oh come on Johnson. We have proof that the weapon found on you is the one that killed the victim at the bar and that you are the one that pulled the trigger. I also know why he was killed. All I want to know is who you are working for?" "Look lady, why would I help you? Even if I do help you, you can't protect me from the people I work for. You can't guarantee my safety. The Boss has people in high places right where he wants them." "The Boss... do you mean Troy Bossmann the head of the drug cartel?" Julie watched the suspects face carefully reading his expressions. "Uhm... no I... I didn't say that." The suspects face turned scared, he nervously looked around the room as if someone would jump out at any minute and kill him. "So you work for Troy then. Johnson if you help us bring him down, we could put you under witness protection if you testify against him. All we need is to catch him in the act." The suspect seemed to think about what she said to him. "I don't know what to tell you Detective. What do you want to know?" He said with regret showing in his eyes. Was it regret for the victim or for turning on his boss? "I know the victim, Tom, worked for him and I know why he was killed." The detective was acting on pure instinct of what she heard so far, she was bluffing. "Does he have any deliveries he attends himself or do you have him recorded somewhere ordering you to kill Tom?" She intensely watched Johnson's face. He had a knowing look in his eyes. There is something he knows or has that can help Julie stop this Cartel. His face turned from serious to afraid and then from evil to compassion in mere seconds. He seemed to be contemplating on what he should do. "Well I do have something. Let's call it my insurance. Every call I received from him so far is recorded on my phone. There is a recording on it from yesterday morning where he orders me to kill Tom. All the other recordings can help you nail him as well." He leaned to his right side and retrieved his phone from a draw then handed it to the detective. The detective took a clean folded cloth from a nearby table and covered the phone with it. Without touching the phone with her hands she placed it carefully in her jacket pocket. 'She will bag and tag it in her car.' The detective thought to herself. "Thank you Johnson, another officer will be here to take your sworn testimony later." "Don't mention it." He took a deep breath then said in an almost whisper to himself: "I'm a dead man." Julie was out the door and down the hall to the elevator before he could answer her. She couldn't exactly hear what he said but she knew he said something. Whether it was meant for her or no-one she did not know. The detective took the elevator to the basement of the hospital to where the medical examiner worked in the morgue. Walking through the double swing doors, the detective felt a colder, icier thrill run down her spine. The cold room felt and smelled like death itself. "I don't think that I will ever get used to this place." The detective said standing behind the doctor. "Good morning detective Swan. What brings you here?" The doctor was Julie's ex girlfriend. Julie left Andrea after she found her cheating with another doctor. They felt awkward seeing each other every single time, even if it was just for work. "Hi Doc, I'm here about the victim of a shooting at a bar from last night. He is a former cop named Tom." The detective looked around in silence. "Yes I did autopsy late last night. What else is there for you to learn if you were there?" The doctor looked at the detective in frustration. "Did you send some blood for tests? I need to know if he was using drugs and I need the paper work for his case file ... please." "Yes I have the results, you should know by now that I do any blood tests myself. It's all there on my desk." Andrea looked at the detective then smiled lightly. "You have met someone, haven't you?" Julie just shot the doctor a 'none of your business' look. "Look Julie, I know I broke your heart ... and I have paid dearly for it but can we just put what happened behind us and at least be friends ... please." The doctor she was having an affair with split when he found out that Andrea was pregnant. She never saw him again after that. She can't even find him to pay child support. Julie looked at Andrea with all of her emotions showing on her face. "We can friends but I don't want you to try and worm your way back into my life because it won't happen. Yes I have met someone. Before you ask the obvious third degree; we met yesterday, I don't know if it is serious yet, we do have feelings for each other and for some reason she makes my heart skip three beats when ever I hear her voice or when she looks at me with all that love in her eyes." Andrea looked at her former lover with tears welling up in her eyes. "I know I did you wrong ..." She didn't get a chance to finish speaking. "Being with Jamie has made me realise that I never felt for you what I feel for her." "Then I am very happy that you finally found that special someone Julie. From the moment you walked in I could see you have a certain glow about you. I have met someone too and Maxine's amazing with little Callum and she treats me like I should have treated you." Julie took a deep breath and relaxed; feeling all the tension she has been building up in the last few minutes slip away. Just the thought of going home to a woman like Jamie made her happier then she ever felt in the last two years. "How is Callum doing?" Julie asked with a smile tugging on the corner of her lips. "Oh he is getting very big. We had his first birthday a month ago." "That's good." Julie thought for a second then continued. "I am taking Jamie to The Pink Palace tonight. Why don't you guys join us?" "I will have to get a baby sitter for tonight then. We'll see you there." "Good, see you tonight. I have to get going; I still have a lot to do today. Bye Andrea." "Bye Julie." Julie left the hospital after she carefully put Johnson's phone into a bag and tagged it. She had to see the Captain and report to him what she had thus far into the investigation.