Shit.
“No. That was, ah…that was Megan Jolie.” I thought on the fly, combining two of the world’s sexiest women, Megan Fox and Angelina Jolie. And what exactly made them the hottest pieces of ass to ever walk among us lower class humans? The lips. It was those full, beautiful, heart-shaped lips made for their awe-inspiring suction capabilities.
“I brought her in for a Bible full of unpaid parking tickets.” I continued the lie. By the way the commander went from a normal beige color to a ruby red, I’d say the lie was plastered all over my now very worried face.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Monroe smirk like an idiot as he witnessed the uncomfortable conversation between me and the commander. I made a mental note to punch him in the balls the next time I saw him down at Joey’s Pub.
Commander Pipole took a step closer, narrowing his eyes. “You’re suspended.”
I swear to fucking God, the way those words rolled out of his mouth, I was pretty sure he just came in his pants.
“Commander, that was not Karina Val—”
“Monroe,” the commander called, and Monroe instantly straightened.
“Yes, Commander?”
“Who was that woman who just walked out those doors?”
“That was Karina Valenti, sir.”
Oh, my God. What a fucking dildo.
“Seriously, Monroe?” I turned to him. “Can you breathe up there?”
He looked confused. “Up where?”
“Up his fucking ass.” I pointed at the commander, and then his face turned all shades of red.
“Get out!” the commander yelled. “Give me your fucking gun and badge and get the fuck out of my department.”
I was appalled. Really. “Suspended? Just because I asked Karina Valenti to come in for five fucking minutes?”
“Twenty-five,” Monroe chimed in.
“Monroe, I swear to God, I will tear your dick off and shove it up your ass if you don’t shut the fuck up.”
The commander smiled wickedly. “Threatening a fellow police officer. Well done. You just signed your own fucking suspension letter.”
And then the asshole turned and started to leave.
“Am I the only one convinced the Valentis are responsible for the shithole this place turned into?”
The commander turned back around. “Unfortunately, you have no proof to back that up, Stone. Make sure you book in your gun, and leave your badge in my office. You have ten minutes to get your ass out of my precinct. You’re suspended for a month.”
A month? A fucking month?
“Are you serious? You want to take Lucy away from me?”
“Who the fuck is Lucy?”
I tap against the gun at my side. “This sweet little thang right here.”
“Well, thatsweet little thangis no longer yours. Lucy and badge on my desk in ten.”
Goddammit.
“Way to go, dumbass.” Monroe sneered from the side.