Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... doesn’t mean that my love is any less. If anything, it just makes it all the more special to me, to have found that love in you, Deeny. You are my heart, now and forever. I love you.

~Y~

Deeny had to sit down on the side of the bed, her legs shaking as much as her hands were trembling. She wiped tears away with her free hand and blinked to clear her eyes so that she could read the note again. Her heart swelling even more when she read it the second time. With a smile and a groan, Deeny fell backwards onto the bed, her head on the pillows. Closing her eyes, she could see Yvonne smiling at her, even as the lingering smell of Y’s perfume on the pillows tickled her nose. If only Yvonne was here in person...

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It was a slow night at the dispatcher’s desk in the Sheriff’s office. Trina was on the clock and Cam was just hanging out keeping her company. Technically, Trina was still on probation and getting on the job training. Her instructor had not felt well this evening and had gone home earlier. That was partly why Cam was hanging around... partly. Mostly it was just to be with Trina.

Even though old Betty had been gone for several weeks by this point, the dispatch desk still reeked of tobacco smoke. No amount of scrubbing and bleach would remove the smell of nicotine and tar, it had seeped into the woodwork and under the tiles underfoot. There were several air fresheners around the desk and under the counter but they only put a dent in the smell. Cam ...

... was well aware of this and used it as an excuse to bring Trina flowers every day that she worked. Tonight, was no exception.

They had both attended Tom and Lee’s wedding earlier in the day and it weighed heavily in both of their thoughts. Cam had so very much wanted to get down on one knee and propose to Trina right there in the churchyard after Tom and Lee’s wedding. He hadn’t, of course, that would have just been wrong. The fact that the little ring box in his pocket was burning a hole in that pocket was making him crazier with every passing moment.

He had thought about proposing to her right here in the station, right at her desk... but on nightshift who would witness it? It seemed wrong... he wanted everyone to know about it. Answering several calls and making appropriate radio calls, Trina had actually given him an idea. Little did she know. Cam thought it over and the more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea.

Cam knew there were only three deputies on duty tonight, but he also knew that the Sheriff, his uncle Gerald, would be monitoring the radio as well. Or, at least he’d be monitoring it till tomorrow morning when he and Annie were leaving for Florida on vacation for a week. Of course, the state police and surrounding county sheriff’s departments monitored the radio waves as well. So, this idea would be unconventional, yes, but it would work. Especially now that Trina was a part of the Sheriff’s department family.

With nothing going on over the ...