Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... were fleeting however, as he was working. Breaking eye contact for a moment, Cam pulled out his little note pad and a pencil and jotted down a few lines to remember later.

“Do you think Hank will make it in at all today then?” Cam asked, sounding a little less tired than he had just a few minutes ago… but then it might have been the coffee to thank for that.

“I don’t know Cam. Bill stayed over to cover, but I don’t see him staying all day. So, yeah, I think Hank will make it in at some point today. When? I can’t tell you.” She said then paused and added. “Maybe you should go home and get a little sleep. It’s not like anyone’s been shot or anything.”

Cam’s head snapped up and his eyes locked on hers with questions as serious as any he had spoken earlier. Turning his head slightly to one side, he stared hard into Deeny’s eyes.

“I didn’t say anything about a shooting… what have you heard Deeny?” He asked guardedly, maintaining steady eye contact with hers.

“What? Only what you’ve told me and what we know, that Hank was at a poker game last night. Why? Was there a shooting last night? Who was it? Who got shot? Who do they think did it?” Deen asked, her blue eyes wide with shock and wonder as she leaned closer to Cam awaiting answers.

“I… I really can’t say Deeny… it’s an ongoing investigation…” Cam said, a little flustered.

Fishing a few coins out of his pocket and sliding them onto the counter, Cam stood up from the stool and put his pad and pencil in his ...

... breast pocket. Then he picked up his hat and nodded to Deeny telling her he’d see her later sometime, he had to get back to work. Deeny watched him leave the diner and go out to his patrol car.

A shooting in this county? Deeny shook her head at first but then figured if there was alcohol involved, and knowing her father and his seedy past… If he were involved that meant probably someone’s girl or wife might have been the reason for a shooting. But her father wasn’t shot, so maybe it wasn’t that. Shaking her head to rid herself of those thoughts, Deeny went back to work waiting on her customers.

Yvonne was just tying her apron back on as Deeny returned to start another pot of coffee. Deeny told her she just missed Cam. Yvonne’s eyes lit up and her eyebrows rose questioningly as she looked at Deeny.

“Girl… you’ve been down that road before… I hope you’re not thinking of what I’m thinking.” Yvonne said teasingly.

“Me?” Deeny said with a smirk looking Yvonne up and down. “More like you hope I’ll leave him be for you to do whatever you’re thinking.”

“What? And give up my favorite girl?” Yvonne said in a soft whisper close to Deeny’s ear as she swatted Deeny’s rump.

Deeny yelped a bit but giggled and shook her head as she headed back out to refill coffee cups and check if anyone wanted to order anything else.

Yvonne watched the younger girl go, her uniform skirt swishing with a little extra swing in the hips she thought. Shaking her head just a little she smiled ...