The Detective's Partner

Elizabeth’s POV“Matthew!?” A million thoughts were flying through my head. What was he even doing here? Did he know I was in here? Was he looking for me? My dream! He opened the door just like my dream. Am I still dreaming? Am I…?My thoughts were interrupted by his sudden words. “Elizabeth. Elizabeth. Lizzy!” he tries calling out. I shake my head trying to get a grip on reality. I look up at him with pure sadness. “You, okay?” I’m taken aback by his question. Anger I thought, had left years ago came flooding back. Of course, I’m not okay. He leaves without so much as a goodbye, and he assumes nothings changed.“No. I’m not okay,” I scoffed. I try to brush pass him when he grabs my arm forcing me to look at him. “Let go of my arm, Anderson,” I say harshly. The tone of my voice and use of his last name must have startled him, making him let go of my arm. I

The next morning, I quickly and quietly jumped out of bed. It was another sleepless night. This time thanks to Evan. He was really starting to worry me. I know Matthew coming back into the picture wasn’t ideal for him, but his behavior didn’t sit well with me. Doesn’t he realize how hard this is for me, too. Sighing, I look around my closet to find my outfit for the day. I settle on a nice blue blouse with a black pair of dress pants. Leaving the closet, I stop when something catches my eyes. A beautiful red dress was tucked towards the back of the closet. The dress was skintight and strapless barely reaching my knees. “This will be perfect for tonight,” I smile to myself grabbing the dress and some shoes to match it. There’s no telling how tonight will go so I might as well as look good. Setting the dress and shoes on a chair, I head into the kitchen. Infront of the stove stood Evan stirring eggs around a pan. “Morning,” I say taking a seat at the table. “Mo

Arousal fills the air, seeming to pause the world. The birds chirping, the clicking on the clock, passing cars all silent. His eyes were still locked onto mine silently asking permission to continue. I reach up capturing his lips with mine.He presses his lips back more firmly, slowly moving inside me. “Elizabeth,” he moans. The way he says my name, full of need and desire. He needed me. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in his touch. I can’t remember a time that he truly needed me.I wrap my legs around his waist, wanting him as close to me as possible. He quickens his pace causing me to moan. His hand entangling my hair. He pulls my head back, attacking my neck. I could feel myself getting close. Years of tension and pining climax of the shocking reality that this was truly happening.I can feel my pleasure building in my core. My nails digging into his ass as it intensifies. He quickly grabs one of my legs throwing it over his shoulder. I

“Elizabeth, I…” My heart was pounding. Sweat was beginning to form on my face. “I’ve always loved you. From the first moment I met you.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I open my eyes searching his face for doubt, relieved to not see an ounce of it. “I’ve wanted to tell you that for years, but every time I tried…” he shakes his head in despair. He looked defeated, broken. I could feel his regret. “There’s nothing to stop me now. I love you, Elizabeth. I love everything about you. I love when you laugh, when you smile, when you’re kicking the crap out of a perp.” The last words making me chuckle. “I love you.” Tears were begging to fall. My giant smile displaying all my emotions. From my face, he could tell I felt the same. I throw my arms around his neck and pull him into me. My lips forcefully take his, melting together perfectly. My body shivers when he passionately kisses me back. I pull back after a minute, wanting to stare into hi