Big Bad Daddy: A Second Chance Secret Baby Romance by K.C. Crowne

Author:K.C. Crowne [Crowne, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-03T16:00:00+00:00

Martin

To say that I was on cloud nine would be an understatement. I’d woken up that morning still smelling Rene’s lavender perfume on my skin; a smell I didn’t want to rid myself of. What a goddamn ride. She had given me a taste, and I couldn’t wait for another sample. But after that parting remark, I wasn’t sure she’d let me enjoy her fruits.

More than that, the woman was feisty and created an interest in me that I hadn’t ever felt. An interest in knowing more about her than the beautiful body, the sounds she made when she was fucked right. Would she even give me that chance?

I pulled on a pair of shorts and grabbed a cup of coffee before heading down to the mailboxes. It was a warm, beautiful Thursday, and my mood hadn’t been that good in a very long time. Maybe even since the time I’d cracked the case of the year, finding the criminals who killed half a dozen bystanders in a shopping mall while on a mission to burglarize as many stores as possible.

As I exited the building, I saw my neighbor walking toward the complex. She was a very sweet woman at least twenty years older than me who obviously had a crush on me. She’d hinted to me more than once that she was single and ready to mingle, though she might have been teasing me. For a while I did everything I could to avoid her, but that day nothing could have spoiled my mood.

“Good morning, Martin,” she trilled, waving, a coy smile on her thin, brightly painted lips.

“Good morning, Ms. Aguirre.”

“Well, don’t you seem bright and cheerful this morning,” she announced, lifting her fake eyebrows in question.

“Had a good day yesterday,” I told her. “I’ll see you around.”

I continued past her to the mailboxes, and she watched me walk past. I heard her sigh and continue to her apartment, and I chuckled to myself. Perhaps she was finally starting to realize nothing would happen between us. My smile remained as I pulled my mail from the box, going through the different bills and junk mail that had been in there for a week. I needed to check my mail more often. Look at all this crap.

I shut the box and locked it, stepping back so other people could get to theirs. When I reached the end of the stack, I found a plain white envelope with no stamp or address on it. I opened it and pulled out a stack of photos. Frowning, my blood instantly running cold, I flipped through them quickly. They were pictures of Rene leaving my apartment the day before. Lipstick smeared, hair rumpled, smiling. Clearly post-fuck.

Somebody knows. They know who Rene is, they know about the investigation. The guy who framed me must be watching me, waiting for a slip-up like this. And I played right into the bastard’s hands!

Department protocol stated an IA officer wasn’t supposed to fraternize with the accused outside the investigation.

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