Chapter three

Elliott 

It's been a month since I met Jessie. The first two weeks she started off sleeping in the guest room, but in the middle of the night she'd end up joining me in my bed. It was always because of a nightmare involving Reese. 

I ended up just letting her sleep in the bed with me and she's not had a nightmare in the last two weeks. I'm not going to lie, it felt weird having another woman in my bed that wasn't Miranda, but it was comforting in another way. It was comforting because I was also able to sleep better these last two weeks.

Everyone at work has noticed a change in me these last two weeks, but none of them question it and I'm grateful. I was given a new partner given that Reese was my partner, but is now dead. She held Jessie at gunpoint with my daughter sitting next to her.

We ended up struggling for the gun she had and I was shot in the process. I managed to get the gun from her and my shot killed her instantly. Apparently I was touch and go during surgery, but fought to stay alive. I had to, my daughter would have been an orphan and needed me. I also wanted to see Jessie, she took Macy to safety when I tackled Reese for the gun.

I was on break and wanted to surprise Jessie at the hospital. My partner's wife happens to work with her and wanted to surprise her himself. He knows about my condition and surprisingly accepted me. We both stopped to get a bouquet of flowers and were walking the halls to find our women.

To both our surprise they were eating together in the hospital cafeteria. Jessie's back was to us and my partner's wife points us out. She turns around and her eyes lit up at the sight of me. They shift to the flowers in my hand and tears fill her eyes.

I smile, lean down and kiss her cheek. She looks at me, speechless and I hand her the roses. "I wanted to see you," I say with a smile and take a seat next to her. "Your mother offered to watch Macy tonight so I can take you to dinner."

She smiles, bringing the roses to her nose and says, "They're beautiful. Thank you."

"You say that like you've never been given flowers before," I say softly, tucking a stranded curl behind her ear.

Tears roll down her cheeks and lowers her gaze from me. "These flowers are different. They're not an apology for beating me," she chokes quietly. 

I gently turn her face towards me and our eyes meet. I hesitate, but lean in to kiss her lips. I pull back and her eyes are closed. They flutter open and she seems confused that I kissed her. "I'm sorry, I should have..."

She claims my lips before I could finish and I kiss her back. Her tongue grazes my bottom lip and I happily give her access. Our tongues dance in sync and a rupture of butterflies swarm in my stomach. She breaks from the kiss and were both at a loss for breath.

Tears roll down her cheeks, grabs the roses and darts out of the cafeteria. I was left confused and felt a heavy pang in my chest as I watched her disappear from sight. Tears roll down my cheeks and walk the other way. 

I don't understand what went wrong. She initiated that kiss and then ran away. I walk out and wait in the passenger seat of the squad car for my partner, Gary. In the privacy of the squad car, I let the sobs escape my lips, vision blurred beyond recognition. 

I just wanted to go home and curl up in my bed. Gary climbs in the driver seat and stays quiet. He knows about my past involving Miranda and that I've declined many people who wanted to date me. "Captain said I could take you home," he says in sympathy. 

I don't say anything, letting my sobs fill the dreadful silence. We make it to my house minutes later and I get out without a word. I close myself in my room, stripping out of my uniform, leaving only my boxers and sports bra.

I climb in the bed and sob into my pillow. My phone rings, but I ignore it. I turn it off when the ringing stops and sob myself to sleep. 

I wake with wet eyes, from all the crying I did. I could feel someone curled up at my back and their arm drawn over my side. I look back to see it was Jessie. Fresh tears pool in my eyes and get out of bed, leaving her there to sleep.

I enter the bathroom and strip for a hot shower. I was in the middle of rinsing shampoo from my hair when I heard the shower door open and open my eyes. Jessie had invited herself to join me and we stare in each other's wet eyes.

I turn my back on her, conditioning my hair. I feel her wrap at my back, kissing my shoulder. Her fingers lightly trail random lines on my abdomen and I let out a relaxed sigh. She continues to trail kisses over my shoulders as her hands slowly trail lower, towards my lower member.

My breaths shutter as she takes me in her hand. Two strokes and I swell in her grasp. I moan as her hand continues to rub my now erect shaft. It's been two years since I've been touched like this and I was literally melting in her hands.

I spin to face her and pin her against the shower wall. I meet her eyes and she was aroused at the way I had her pinned to the wall with her hands over her head. My erection was firm against my stomach, pressing between us.

Tears fill my eyes at the memory of her running away from me after that heated kiss. "I'm sorry," she chokes in a breathy whisper. "I've never fallen this hard and fast for someone before. It scared me."

I claim her mouth in a passionate kiss and her arms wrap around my neck. I hoist her up around my waist and plunge a finger in her wet folds. She gasps a moan and I slowly move my finger inside her. Her hips quiver and I thrust in a second finger.

She breaks from the kiss, meeting my eyes, breaths ragged. I'd found her sweet spot and rapidly move my fingers over it and she moans. She was becoming slippery and I rip my fingers out of her, causing her to scream a moan and rest her forehead on my shoulder.

While she wasn't paying attention, I thrust my thick shaft in her tight hole. Her head whips off my shoulder, mouth open in a soundless moan. Her hands caress my face, pulling me in a deep kiss. I gently move my hips against her and she clenches around me.

I pick up speed and we both let out a moan. She pulls at my short hair aggressively and meets my eyes. "Harder," she growls, reclaiming my mouth with hers.

I oblige and the smacking of me pounding into her echoed in the shower. "Elliott," she stretches my name in a blissful moan as we come in unison. 

I rest my face between her breasts, catching my breath, gently gliding my hips as we ride out our orgasm. She scrunches my hair, breathing heavy from the sex. I shutter a breath and stop moving my hips.

Tears roll down my cheeks, splashing down between her breasts. She lifts my face from her chest and gives me a passionate kiss. She breaks from the kiss and I gently lift her off me. She winces a little and I reach down to massage between her legs.

"Thank you," she says quietly and I give her a kiss. 

"We might have just made a baby," I say quietly, realizing what we just did.

"I didn't stop you, I'm just as much at fault if we did," she chokes quietly with a smile. "But I wouldn't mind having a mini Elliott, I mean if you..."

I kiss her, not letting her finish her sentence. "I would love to have a mini Jessie," I choke with a smile.

Jessie 

We just made mind blowing love in the shower and I could end up pregnant. We both are accepting of our consequence and I couldn't be happier with our reckless actions. 

We were getting dressed for our date, stealing glances at each other. I couldn't keep the smile from my face as we head down to the car. She wouldn't tell me where we were going and it was driving me crazy. 

I was in awe when we pull in front of a restaurant that you need a reservation and look at her in shock. How long has she been planning this date that we're at a high end restaurant?

We walk in and she speaks with the hostess. "Reservation for Elliott Adams," she says with a smile.

"Right this way," she says flirtatiously and I scowl at her as she eyes Elliott's "package".

I clear my throat, slipping my arm with Elliott. She rolls her eyes at me and Elliott chuckles at our actions. She pulls my chair out for me and I smile at her as I sit down. "I hope you don't mind that I already arranged our meals? I wanted something romantic," she says as she sits across from me. She blushes, looking away from me and says, "Aside from the shower, I wanted tonight to be special for you."

"Being with you is special enough, this is extra, thank you," I say softly with a smile.

She looks up at me, smiling sheepishly. She picks up her napkin, folding it nervously and I could tell she has something she wanted to say, but was struggling. "Elliott," I say softly and she meets my eyes. She rubs her thumb over the napkin, creating a crease and I could see in her eyes how nervous she was. "What is making you so nervous?"

She was about to say something when the server brought out our food and a bottle of wine. "Th-thank you," she stutters nervously and the server bows his head before walking away.

She gets up to pour our wine, but can't seem to make eye contact with me. I take her hand and she looks up at me. I tilt my head trying to figure out what was making her so nervous. "I want you to be my girlfriend," she blurts out, drawing attention from nearby tables and they look to me for my response. 

I guess I took too long to answer because she starts pacing nervously, her breathing becoming erratic. I stand up, locking my arms around her neck and take her in a passionate kiss. It took her second to respond, wrapping her arms around my waist. 

The dining room erupts in a mixture of applause and cheering. I could feel her begin to erect against me and break from the kiss. "I'll call my mother on our way home and have her keep Macy for the night. I want another round," I say in a seductive whisper in her ear and she shutters against me. 

We stumble in the room, buzzing from the wine at dinner. Clothes were quickly littering the floor. She lifts me up around her waist and brings me to the bed. In the mist of our makeout, I feel her enter me the second time today without a condom, but neither of us bothered to stop to get one. I was definitely going to end up pregnant and I was more than okay with that. 

She was sucking on my neck, making passionate love to me. I moan, raking my nails down her back and she moans against my neck. "Oh, Elliott," I moan in her shoulder and bite down as an orgasm tears through me and I feel her blow a load deep inside my womb. 

Her breath shutters and looks down at me with loving eyes. Tears start to pool in them and I was confused, trying to calm my erratic breaths. "I'm falling in love with you and I never thought I'd feel like this again, but I do. I fucking love you Jessie," she chokes in a wavering whisper and all I could do was smile. 

I pull her down for a passionate kiss and only hoped she could feel it through the kiss that I felt the same. She breaks from the kiss and It choke quietly, "I'm falling in love with you too."

She smiles down at me and moves to lay next to me. I lay on her chest and she strokes my hair. "Looks like Macy gets her wish," I say quietly and she laughs.

"If she started to call you mommy,  how would you feel about it," she asks curious. 

"I wouldn't mind if she did, if that's what she wants to call me," I say with a smile and look up at her. "It would make me happy if she called me mommy."

She smiles at me and I give her a kiss. "I love you Elliott," I say with a smile. 

"I love you too Jessie," she says giving me a kiss.