Tracking Tahlula (Police and Fire: Operation Alpha) (On Call Book 3) by Freya Barker & Operation Alpha

Author:Freya Barker & Operation Alpha [Barker, Freya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aces Press, LLC
Published: 2019-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

17

Evan

“I hope I won’t be that long. Need me to pick up anything?”

Tahlula looks up from the kitchen table, which over the past week has been repurposed as an office. I’d offered to bring over her desk, but she told me since this is just temporary, it wouldn’t make sense to start moving stuff here.

That irritated me. I like having her here: in my house. I like waking up with her curls in my face, her head on my shoulder. Love looking into those copper-colored eyes when she sleepily opens them. I like walking up behind her when she’s brushing her teeth, puttering in the kitchen, or working at her laptop, and brushing the hair aside so I can kiss her long neck. When she gets the soft smile on her face that tells me the baby is making itself known, I love laying my hand on her belly and feeling her move.

I especially love sliding into bed with her at night and feeling her round ass press back against me.

Tahlula is probably the most liberated woman I’ve ever been with. She doesn’t hesitate to tell me what she likes, is open to any new explorations, and isn’t afraid to take over when she feels the urge.

We haven’t been out much. Aside from taking Luke on long walks on the trails behind my house, the occasional necessary trip to the store, a quick visit to Ma’s place for dinner once, and Tahlula’s checkup at the clinic last Friday, we’ve mostly hung out around the house. I don’t often take time off, and if I do it’s with a purpose—I’m not one to sit idle—but with Tahlula around, I almost resent having to return to work.

“I think we’re almost out of eggs, but other than that, I think we’re good.” She lifts her face for a kiss, and I’m amazed at how familiar the feel of her lips against mine has become in a relatively short time.

“Want me to pick up some food for Luke? I noticed the bag’s almost empty.” The dog, lying at Tahlula’s feet, lifts his head at the sound of his name. “When I get back, buddy.” Resigned he puts his head back on his paws and closes his eyes.

“If you don’t mind?” She grabs for her purse and starts pulling out her wallet.

“I’ve got it,” I stop her, earning me a sharp look.

“I’m able to take care of myself and my dog.”

“I know you are, but I’ve got this.”

Money is a tender point in every relationship. Not that I have much personal experience, but I’ve been told. This isn’t the first time this week we’ve gone back and forth over who should pay what. I’m starting to recognize the argument isn’t really about money in our case, but a clash between her claim to independence, and my need to look after her.

“Fine,” she mutters, tucking her wallet away, and with it saving that discussion for another day. “You sure you don’t want me to come?”

“I’m positive. No use in both of us sitting in a waiting room.

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