Chapter – 8 Heart is traitor
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I walk towards my bike and sit on it, when I rev the engine, I see Hiram from my rear-view mirror. My bike starts to move forward when Hiram yells my name. I stop and turn.
“Lu..Ms.Officer do you mind giving me a lift, we are going to the same place after all”
I ponder over it, I don’t want to be close to him, after what I did last night being in close proximity with him was not a good thing.
“Please Ms.Officer”
I give up because I know he is going to keep pestering me,
“Okay, hop on”, I say.
“What”, he says in a shocked tone as if I told him to strip naked, why am I thinking of him stripping naked, I shake my head to clear my thoughts.
“What what?”, I say.
“Well, I thought that maybe you could sit behind me and I could ride you to the restaurant, I know the way, you know.”
I snort, “as if I would let you ride my bike, oh and for the way, I am sorry to inform you but I have a GPS”
He pouts and I almost want to kiss him, but I reign it in.
I stare at him as if daring him and say, “if you want a lift Mr. Hiram Harrison, you will have to sit behind me, because no way in hell am I going to let you ride my bike.”
He sighs and sit behind me and I smirk at my little victory. As I zoom past other vehicles following the direction of the GPS booming in my ears. I realize, how easy it is to forget that he is someone I suspect of being a criminal. It has never happened before, when I had an instinct about my teacher being a killer, I didn’t have the proof, I trusted my instincts and my brain condemned him as a bad person, but this time there is war between my heart and brain, my heart is not letting my brain condemn Hiram guilty.
But I know when I will get a solid proof, I won’t be able to deny it and my brain will win.
I feel a knock on my helmet and my thoughts stop.
“What”, I yell over the noise of my bike engine.
“You left the restaurant behind”.
I stop abruptly and turn to the other lane and reach the restaurant.
“I guess I am more reliable than a GPS.”, he teases.
I don’t acknowledge him, frankly because I am scared, he has started to occupy my thoughts and frankly it is dangerous to be consumed, doesn’t matter, if it’s love or hate.
I walk inside the restaurant and James greets me,
“Hello officer thanks for coming on such short notice”
I nod and say, “I apologize for ruining your expensive vegetables”
“Oh, it’s fine. Would you like to have something, I can say Hiram to cook”, James says in a rush.
“No, let’s cut out the pleasantries and focus on the matter”
I spend hours analyzing and writing the case, appointed officers at the restaurant to keep an eye. Finally, when everything is wrapped up, I walk up to James,
“Well, I have seen everything, we have installed cameras and there will be my officers around this location all the time so no need to worry, okay?”
He smiles hesitantly, “Thank you officer, I am so glad you helped us out”
I nod, “okay, then I will take a leave if you need any help call my station”
He nods and says, “Sure Officer, thanks again, can I persuade you stay for lunch.”
I am hungry and I wanna say yes, but I know staying here means seeing Hiram which is risky so, nope.
“No, it’s fine I will leave”, but James can be persistent when he wants to,
“I insist Officer, let me repay your kindness”
I sigh defeatedly and say, “if you become this persistent with goons, I bet they are going to leave you alone”
He pulls out a chair and I sit on a table of two.
“What would you like to eat ma’am”, James says, while handing me a menu.
James is good -looking, cute but still doesn’t do anything for me, ugh. I look from the corner of my eyes and see Hiram staring and a crazy theory starts to reel in my head, the name of the theory is ‘will he be jealous’, he doesn’t like me, probably hates me, but no, my heart has to test the theory.
So, I smile as James hands me the menu. He looks baffled when he sees me smile, he gonna think that I am nuts. I take the menu as I brush my hand over his.
God I am pathetic.
I look from the corner of my eyes, but before I can see anything. I hear a loud yell,
“James, we are out celery, carrots and tomatoes please bring them”
James looks at me apologetically and I smile in understanding and again there is a look of shock in his face.
Maybe I should stop being so cold.
“Officer, please tell your orders to Hiram, I am really sorry”
“It’s fine James”
Another scream, “DID YOU LEAVE JAMES”
“Going”, James yells as he walks out of the door.
I sit for about ten minutes hoping Hiram would come out to take my order. My mind says to yell, but something about seeing him cook, seemed more appealing and possibly a little sexy to my stupid heart, so I walked into the kitchen.
As I walk towards the kitchen my brain starts to make excuses as to why I am walking inside the kitchen and finally comes to a conclusion that, ‘I am going to search for weapons in the kitchen’, yup, the kitchen that will be inspected by my offices regularly.
I step inside and see him chopping onions, in slow rhythmic manner, almost like it is hypnotizing me,
“Are you going to stare all day or come inside as well”
I look up from his hand see him looking over his shoulder, he smirks when our eyes meet.
I quickly shuffle inside and see tomatoes, carrots and celery stuffed behind the fridge. I smile.
“Hiram, what are those behind the fridge”
His eyes widen for a second but then he composes himself and picks up a strawberry and puts it near my mouth.
“They are fresh”, he says.
I lean away, “I don’t like strawberries they are sour”
He disengages himself from the cooking and walks to the fridge and brings out a bowl of whipped cream. He dips the strawberry in it and then brings it closer to my mouth.
I raise my hand to take it from my hand, but he leans closer and stops my hand.
“I can eat on my own you know”, I say feeling a little flustered.
“Do you like James”. He mutters and my heart stops. It feels like everything stopped for a minute. I could have said yes, probably saying no would have been a better answer than what I did.
I leaned in took the strawberry between my teeth and licked the leftover cream from his fingers.
I chew on the strawberry that feels sweet as honey and he looks deep into my eyes as I eat and once, I am finished eating he leans in and whispers,
“Can I kiss you Luna”
Again, saying yes or no would have been better than what I did.
I spread some whipped cream on his lips with my fingers and sucked it clean.
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