The both of them started in jubilation.
“I take sixty” one of them suggested, the other cop glared at him, “you are taking forty” his colleague retorted.
The both of them wrestle over the check.
Jeame stared at the door, as it creaked open, and nervous Jeane stepped, with the glittering necklace around her neck, she smiled nervously, as she strode towards Jeame.
“You bought a new mask?” she asked, and noticed that his shirt has been change as well.
Jeame nodded “I had them in my wardrobe” he lied, she nodded, and sat on the bed.
“Did you go over to the Old Castle?” she asked, he shook his head.
“No, I didn't, did someone say I did?” he riposted, he stared at his face briefly, Jeame heart twitched, that he is lying to her.
Jeane nodded, and stood from the bed, he saw her shoulders dropped as she walked to the door.
"Jeane” she paused at the door, and turned around.
“What?” she required.
“Everything I do, I do it for your safety” he said, Jeane nodded and smiled sorely.
“I know” she said, and walked out of the room, Jeame lay on the bed, feeling tired.
Lucy climbed on Jack's body, Jack beneath.
“Hey stop!” he scolded, the both of them laughing heartily, Lucy shook her head defiantly.
“I want us to continue where we stopped the other time” she said, smilingly.
Jack's face sank, Lucy saw the facial expression, and paused briefly, looking at him.
“What is the matter?” she inquired, he sighed heavily.
“What happened to you the other time…” Lucy placed a finger on his lips, she smiled and bent, she captured his lips.
And both the lips enmeshed in a passionate kiss, Jack grabbed her buttocks, and deepened the kiss.
Jack grinned and pulled her shirt, exposing her bra, Jack turned her over, and pinned her beneath.
He stared at his face searchingly, his heart racing, Lucy bit her lower lip, anticipating.
“Stop doing that, I can't hold myself” he blurted out, taking a long breath.
“Do it!” she mumbled.
He captured her lips once again, and she moaned into his mouth.
“Oh!”
“Jack, are you in…”
The both of them were startled by the creaking of the door and the voice.
Lucy pushed Jack away from her body, and rolled to the floor.
Smack!
“Oh.” he groaned, Jack's mother looked at the scenario with a shocking facial expression.
She smiled suddenly “sorry” and apologized, closing the door, Lucy listened to her faint footfalls, as she retreated.
She hurried down, “are you hurt, Jack?” she asked pensively, looking at the knuckle he was nursing.
“Why do we have to encounter all these whenever we want to have a good time?” he complained bitterly.
Lucy started laughing, he appeared funny, Jack gave her an askance look.
“I am sorry, don't tell me you are superstitious” she retorted, and helped him up.
At Linda's supermarket.
Her office door creaked, and a delivery boy, entered, she