CrayvinI dig in my pocket to fish out my phone when it vibrates again and open the text from Cassandra.Cassandra: Hey, am I able to grab a water bottle? Also, I can't find Piggy's favorite chew toy.I let out a small chuckle as I shook my head and reply to her. This is the fourth time she has texted me. Each time she asks for simple things, if she can get the dog food out of the closet or if she can turn the TV on.Me: You don't listen, Peanut. I told you, make yourself at home. There are waters in my refrigerator and I think his chew toy is upstairs in my bedroom. He has been sleeping in my bed with me. I told you that the dog bed you bought him was a waste of money.Instantly, the little dots appear on my phone and I hold it up, waiting for her text to come through.Cassandra: The names Cassandra, not Peanut! And Piggy and I will manage without his chew toy. I'm not going into your lair.Me: My lair? Really? I'm not som

Cassandra Crayvin and I reach the house on Dysart and my stomach turns. People and cars flood the street. A swarm of echoes whirls around, the hushed voices of people standing by, trying to catch a glimpse of the action. Sirens are continuously booming as I hear the medical team calling demands, and loud, hysterical sobbing. We park between the ambulance and Drew's patrol unit, blocking some of the view to the nosy folks across the street.My eyes scan the area and my chest squeezes when I don't spot Drew. My eyes land on his partner Bobby and an investigator rolling out the yellow caution tape and surrounding the area. Not waiting for Crayvin to get out, I dash towards Bobby, practically barreling through anything and anyone in my path."Bobby!" I yell out, making him nearly jump out of his boots. He turns around to face me, his hands still holding the tape. "Where is Drew?"He frowns and points a finger towards the ambulance and

CrayvinDrew's eyes widen in feigned shock as I yell at him. Hastily, he pulls up his jeans and buttons them up. He looks over at the redhead and whispers, "Go tell Janet we are leaving. We can drop her off."Dana, the redhead, nods her head and struts back towards the bar to get her friend. Wobbling in her high heels against the gravel parking lot, I frown when she reaches the door without eating shit first. I also notice how Drew's lust filled eyes follow her the entire way."Drew, what the hell are you doing!?""What does it look like?" He asks as he pulls out another cigarette from his back pocket and lights it."It looks like you're being an ass and cheating on your girlfriend. Come on, Drew, this isn't who you are. Don't go home with her."Drew takes a deep inhale and blows the smoke in my face. With an angry hand, I fan the smoke out of my face and furrow my brows with a scowl.He knows I hate that shit.His f

CrayvinThe Phoenix sun scorches my skin each time I have had to get out of the unit today. Dispatch has been calling us over the radio nonstop. An accident, theft, domestic violence... we have had one or more of each call so far and it is only 4:00 p.m.Cassandra and I cruise around the city in silence. It's the first silence we have experienced today without being radioed. The AC is on full blast but it doesn't help the sweat that I feel trickling down my torso. I glance over at Cassandra to make sure her face is still glued to the window, watching her surroundings, before I lift my hips and adjust myself real quick.Getting in and out of this 120° F weather with 95 percent humidity is taking its toll.I am literally sweating my balls off.I finish off the rest of my water bottle and put it back in the cup holder next to Cassandra's half-empty nut juice - okay, her shake - before making a right turn. I have noticed for the past

Crayvin"I think the hairy one is my favorite character," I say. We finally finished watching the last Star Wars movie last night.I will never admit it to Cassandra, but I have actually really enjoyed the last few nights just hanging out. I have never had a movie night with a girl that was just a friend. If women in my past ever hit me up wanting to watch a movie, it was code for 'sex.'"Chewbacca?" Cassandra pulls her brows together and waves her finger at me teasingly with a smile. "Don't pretend like you didn't remember his name. You forget that during the past four nights we have had a movie night, I have seen how invested you have gotten. I fell asleep during the one, and woke up to you practically drooling over slave Leia.""Cassandra, I am a man. Of course, I was eye-fucking the half-naked woman on the screen. That outfit was... holy shit." I smirk, knowing that she is grossed out and looking at me. I rub my chin with my index f