Trade Part 5
Olivia POV: It was Friday night and we were waiting on a warrant so I called her and got an irritated “you have 15 mins to pick it up, I’m going out”. A million thoughts jogged through my mind...out with who...out where....with WHO? I was two blocks away, jealous as all hell and had no logical reason for it. I charged into her office without knocking just as she was lacing up her sneaker.
I stopped and stared at the thin toned leg stretched upward on her desk as she leaned over tying the white object with complete concentration. My eyes wandered up her leg and inevitably up that tiny white skirt where it was met by white....I grunted...out fucking loud. So in order to cover up my mishap I pretended to cough at which time I near choked, unable to articulate a thing. Her hair was pulled back with those just too tiny pieces not playing the game and framing her face.
As she switched legs I think I said “sorry Friday warrant”....such an idiot, but at this time I could only do one thing well, and that was stare openly at her. I was overcome with arousal and actually thought about taking her right then and there. I’d take the transfer to Jersey just for one touch. Maybe with a few drinks behind me I would have. But I just stood staring (I’ve arrested people for less) and she went on about Donnelly and same lame tennis tournament and being forced to go, admittedly I wasn’t listening.
She pointed at the warrant which was on her desk and I had to lean near her to get it.........Christ I am going to die. By this time I was sweating and breathing hard and I really needed to cross my legs just to ease the pressure. But I couldn’t, it’s not as though I was leaning on something and who stands cross legged in the middle of a room??..... No-one.
As I left her office she apologised for rushing me out and said that we should maybe meet up for a drink one time next week and that we needed to chat... I think I managed to chirp out some kind of squeaky sound but my head was nodding so she got the point. I managed a thankyou and walked out warrant in hand which was getting smudged by sweaty palms.
Alex POV: As I walked out the building Donnelly and two Vice ADAs were waiting. Before going over to them I handed over a tip to the security guard and thanked him for the phone call announcing the arrival of one brunette Detective.