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there were times when shasta wished she owned a convertible. today was one of those days. when the weather was this beautiful, and the sun was shining warmly down on the earth, she just wanted to put the top down and drive out through the countryside so she could soak up as much of it as possible. alas, it was not meant to be. it was enough that her father bought her a maserati; how many girls could say their dads would buy them such a gift? not many. so she made sure she showed her appreciation for what she had; she wasn't a complete and total spoiled brat although most of sapphire bay thought she was. she'd stopped caring what they thought years ago, and that was probably why they criticized her even worse.

rolling down all of the windows of the car, she turned off the main street and picked up speed, heading past the larger mansions on the outskirts of town, passing the vineyards and orange groves farther out. the smell of the orange trees filled her nose as she passed through them, and then she was free of signs of civilization as she hit the mountain roads. the sun was bright so she slid her sunglasses out of her hair and rested them on her nose as she wound up through the hills. the wonderful thing about california was there were few trees on the hillsides, so one could see the countryside for miles around from a mountain. she'd planned a nice little outing for herself today, needing to clear her head after weeks of working on her father's campaign for the senate and the young deputy she'd assaulted - in more ways than one - a week before. honestly, she hadn't been able to get him out of her mind, and in some ways that bothered her. so, she'd thrown herself into her work. she didn't make money working for her father, but she worked harder than any of the paid employees on his team. and that was all thanks to caleb. her father had asked her what was bothering her - he could always read her better than anyone - but she'd lied and said there was nothing wrong. in essence, there wasn't anything wrong with her, so she hadn't lied. she just hadn't been completely honest.

suddenly, behind her, she heard the distant ping of police sirens, and she hastily glanced down at the speed dial. dang. sure enough, she'd become so consumed with her daydreaming, she'd been speeding at least ten miles over the speed limit and never even seen the cop car that was surely hiding behind one of the many bluffs on this curvy country road. cursing under her breath, she let her foot off the pedal and hoped beyond hope she'd only been imagining this. but, no. in her rearview mirror, she saw the blue lights crest the hill, hot on her trail. with a sigh, she found a wide shoulder and pulled her car over into the grass where she couldn't get any scrapes or dents or flat tires. that was all she needed on top of a speeding ticket. reaching over to the passenger seat, she retrieved her purse and began digging for her wallet for her id and insurance cards. her last comment to caleb when she'd left him in the police station came back to her mind with full ironic weight behind it. she actually snorted at the thought when she remembered she'd threatened him she better not have to speed to get to see him again. now here she was, speeding and getting pulled over, but just her luck it would be one of the overweight donut pushers she went to high school with and it wouldn't even be the one police officer she'd been wanting to see since she'd limped away from him a week before.

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[atrb=width,240] ”Now please be more cautious of the speed limits, sir” Caleb said, patting the top of the car and knowing for a fact that the teenager on the other side of the car would not listen. Teenagers were teenager, and in most likely a week, he would be pulled over for the same reason. The ticket that was in the teenager’s possession would be paid and Caleb would meet his quota for the month, but that did not make anything sweeter. He hated being the bearer of bad news, and for some reason, his job revolved on being mean to other people in a way he wish he wasn’t. Most of Sapphire Bay hated him and his job, but he liked his job most of the time. And he was secretly hoping a pretty brunette would speed by him and need to be taught a lesson. This had been the third ticket he had given out, which was no surprise. This was a road that most people didn’t think was stalked out by the police department, but after an accident a couple of weeks ago, he had been forced to be part of this rotation. His rotation took place during the middle of the day, and only on the weekends did he feel entertained. Most of the time he sat in his police cruiser, blaring music from a station that played eighties, nineties and today’s music in a shuffle and drank his coffee. Right around lunch time, he would get out of his little hiding space and drive to the sandwich shop right around the corner. The little old lady that owned it, Phyllis, knew his order and would have it ready with a new cup of coffee and a big chocolate chip cookie. He would sit at the same table every day and talk to Phyllis about her life and her business with her husband, Harry. Oddly enough, their store was called ‘Pottersville’ and their last name was Potter, which often consisted of Caleb making Harry Potter jokes. The couple was alright with his and accepted the jokes while returning with cop jokes. Their relationship was the same relationship Caleb hoped for in the future when he found the woman he was searching for. Yawning, he returned to the cruiser and pulled the car into the little hidden cavern he had created. Quietly turning the car off, Caleb rested his head against the seat and closed his eyes for a moment. Sleep had been hard to come by with the amount of hours he had put into his job. A swish went by the car and Caleb sat up, immediately starting the car and turning on the lights before following the car. It was shiny, which meant someone rich thought they were better than the rest of the world. Caleb was not one to favor other people and it bothered the people who drifted through life without a problem. After parking the car, he placed his sunglasses over his eyes, took out the pad of paper and inched out the door. He slowly made his way towards the open window and mentally sighed, not wanting to get into a pissing contest with anyone right now. He just wanted to go to bed. But his brown eyes widened and took in the brunette, who was digging through her purse. ”Ms. Shasta Le Stoat, I am beyond disappointed. If you wanted to see me, all you had to do was call the station, princess” he teased, resting his forearm against the roof of her car, his face loaming in the open door. ”And considering you could have hurt someone going twenty miles over the speed limit, I am seriously thinking about giving you the hefty fine,” a small silence passed and he gave her a crooked grin. ”How are you?”

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as shasta dug through her purse to find her id and insurance cards, she inwardly cursed herself. she was better than this: speeding through the countryside like some crazy person. she'd always had a level head on her shoulders, and she wasn't about to lose that just because she'd started daydreaming about some police officer. she wasn't in high school anymore. relationships were more complicated now, more... complex. just as she found her driver's license, a familiar voice rattled her, and she spun in the seat to see caleb's handsome face come into view as he spoke. Ms. Shasta Le Stoat, I am beyond disappointed. If you wanted to see me, all you had to do was call the station, princess. raising an eyebrow at him, she offered him a small smile as he leaned down so their faces were close enough she could smell the faintest whiff of whatever cologne he'd chosen to spray on himself that morning. "and if you wanted to see me, all you had to do was come to the mayor's mansion," she retorted easily, smiling innocently up at him, "but if i help you fill your quota for the day, then i'm happy to oblige." he came back just as quickly with a retort of his own, And considering you could have hurt someone going twenty miles over the speed limit, I am seriously thinking about giving you the hefty fine. nodding her head and pursing her lips at the statement, she pulled her sunglasses down a bit on her nose and smiled up at him. "or you could just buy me dinner. it would certainly save me the money." shrugging her smooth shoulders, she stashed her id and insurance cards back in the passenger seat. she figured if he wanted to ticket her, he would have done it already, and something told her he didn't want to.

as he asked her how she'd been, she shrugged her shoulders again, reached into the backseat and swiftly gathered her picnic basket before turning back to him and leaning forward so their faces were only inches apart. a brief reminder of their meeting and subsequent dry humping in the jail certainly wouldn't hurt him, she figured. gently, she pulled the door handle and pushed the door outward toward him, pushing him back inches at the time as she opened the door and climbed out into the california sunshine. "i've been just fine. what did you expect? laying around eating chocolate and crying over the fact that you never called me?" she asked with a playful tone to her voice. shutting the door with her butt, she pressed the button to lock the doors and shoved her keys down into her pocket. "not quite," she commented, with a wink. turning toward the small hillside where she'd pulled over to receive her 'ticket', she glanced back at his car and then over her shoulder at him, offering him plenty of time to take full advantage of her ass in her jeans. she hadn't worn these jeans in hopes of seeing him, or any other male for that matter, but it didn't hurt they were her best pair for showing off one of her best assets. "considering this place to be just as good as any for my day's plans, i suppose i can leave my car here. i'm sure there's a good officer out there somewhere who'd be willing to watch over it for me? to prevent any break-ins?" she remarked with a smirk. "unless you'd like to join me, that is."

spinning the basket by twisting her wrist, she raised her eyebrows and awaited his answer. she still remembered the burning feel of his fingers on her thighs and her sides, and she could taste the salty taste of his fingers on her tongue. she'd been less than ladylike with him, especially in those last moments, and somehow he'd managed to make her show a side of herself that no one else had ever seen. shasta didn't usually let her wall fall down, but caleb had brought it right down to the ground in pieces. plus, she couldn't remember a time when she'd been so forward with a man as she had been with caleb, but something about him turned her on like no one had ever done. part of her was ashamed for her behavior in the jail - climbing on his lap and practically begging him to take her right there in public - and part of her really wasn't. she was a woman attracted to him as a man, and there was nothing wrong with that. offering him a playful grin, she started toward the grassy hillside with her basket. "it's all up to you," she said over her shoulder. glancing back at him, she winked, "you could always handcuff me later for resisting arrest, if you like."

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[atrb=width,240] Her eyes were as wide as saucers and he cockily grinned down at her. She was just as pretty as he remembered and he wondered what she was doing in the middle of the country by herself. To him, she didn’t seem like a country person and she didn’t seem like much of a hiker. It was a pretty day outside, and usually pretty girls spent their days at the beach. That explained why no one had been speeding like Ms. Le Stoat had moments before. Everyone was getting a nice tan before the weather turned nasty like the weatherman had predicted earlier that morning. Yeah, like he would ever willingly go to the mayor’s mansion. Here Caleb was, a poor broke police officer that pretty much lived pay check to pay check in his too fancy for one person apartment, going to the mansion. Hell, he was sure he had never even set foot in a mansion on a fun visit. There was no way he was going to his boss’s place after the last argument they had had. But his mind wandered to the moment before the mayor had interrupted, like his mind had done many times before, and he wondered how far things would have gone. How far would she have let him go before stopping? It was a question that haunted his mind too much. ”You’re father, I think, has me on his shit list. I think I would have been thrown off the property before I even came to the gates,” he teased, resting his forehead on his forearm. ”My quota is pretty filled, but dinner would be nice. Only if it was some place I could afford with my petty salary. Not all of us have a trust fund, princess” he hoped he hadn’t stepped too far. Their relationship, whatever it was, was hard to figure out. There was no way for Caleb to know if he had said something stupid until after he said it. He was pushed away and he gave her a small smile as she wiggled out of the car. His eyes glanced at her ass, which was looking delightful as always, and he couldn’t help but remember their dry humping moment. His arousal hadn’t gone away and he was forced to go home early to take care of it. He hadn’t wanted a different girl that night to help him out; he had only wanted the brunette who had given him the boner in the first place. No, Caleb hadn’t expected her to cry about him at all. Honestly, he had expected a gossip blog to get a mysterious tip, not that he would ever admit that. ”You hadn’t exactly given me your number, and since we don’t have the mayor’s number just lying around, it was deemed impossible. I tried. But you have every number in the town somewhere in your house. What’s your excuse? Too much tanning?” his teases were somewhat cruel, but Caleb wasn’t going to change just because she wanted him to. As she walked up the hill, he wondered if he should follow. Part of him screamed no, saying that he should get into his cruiser and leave her be, but he found himself climbing the hill. There was nothing else he would rather do then eat something delicious with a pretty girl on a beautiful day. Somehow, his luck had turned around and he was thanking whatever god there was for sending an angle to help him. ”I’m coming, don’t get your panties in a twist” he mumbled, climbing the hill after her. Caleb arrived at a flattened area, a place he was surprise wasn’t turned into a park with all the flowers and nonsense, and sat down next to her. He unbuttoned the blazer and let the gentle breeze hit his undershirt, glad he was no longer suffocating in the dryness in his car. ”I have a feeling you planned to speed and lead me here. All you had to do was call me. I don’t want to arrest you.” he teased before getting solemn. ”How’s your ankle holding up? without realizing it, his hand brushed against the faint scar that was now on his forehead. His buddies had thought he had been in an actual accident, but Caleb had tried to explain that a beautiful girl had needed his assistance and this was what he received. Then, of course, his buddies assumed sex, and all hell broke loose. ”I was thinking about writing an email or something and praying it got to you. Or looking you up on twitter like an idiot I am.”

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chuckling at his suspicions about her father, shasta rolled her eyes. "i doubt it," she replied with a smile, "he's too busy with his campaign to worry about one of his deputies. and you wouldn't have to worry about making it to the gates, the rottweilers would get you long before then." with a wink, she turned and made her trek up the hill, reaching the flattened out space where flowers seemed to bloom out of season and the horizon was unbelievably attractive. how could california be so beautiful year-round? she'd grown up here, and she never stopped loving it. there were hardly any seasons, and she didn't remember a time when she'd ever seen natural snow that wasn't pumed out of machines and tossed up on hillsides for the rich and elite to go skiing when skiing shouldn't have been possible. when caleb mentioned a trust fund, she rolled her eyes and paused in her steps, glancing back at him over her shoulder, cocking her hip to accentuate her bottom subtly again as she spoke. "you know i don't mind donuts every now and then." she chuckled, remembering that day in the jail when the only available food had been donuts and he'd gotten one for her. it seemed trivial, but it had actually been rather gentlemanly of him considering he hadn't needed to do anything for her since she had been his temporary prisoner.

she set down the basket looped over her arm and withdrew the blanket within, laying it flat on the grass before spreading out the contents from the picnic basket one-by-one. glancing up at him as he explained why he hadn't been able to call her, she raised an eyebrow and smiled amusedly. "my excuse is that maybe i wanted you to have to actually get off your butt and work for something? hmmm? maybe?" she teased with an easy smile. she enjoyed the poking, picking way they had with one another. it was like verbal foreplay that got her blood boiling until she wanted to climb on top of him again and teach him to play nice. she felt uncharacteristically comfortable around him even though this was only the second time she'd been around him. shasta laughed out loud as she settled herself on the blanket. "maybe i was, maybe i wasn't. i guess you'll never... know... and too bad about the arresting thing. that worked out so well the last time."

giggling, she unwrapped a muffin she'd made - a secret hobby of hers few people knew about or knew she was good at - and handed it to caleb as he asked her about her ankle. subconsciously, she rubbed the ankle as she withdrew a muffin for herself and peeled the paper from the outside. "it's feeling a lot better," she responded, taking a bite of the muffin. it tasted better than she'd remembered the last time she'd made them. swallowing, she continued, "thankfully, i didn't have to have a cast or anything, and the pain went away after a few days." glancing over at him as she touched her finger to her lips to catch any stray crumbs, she looked at his forehead where she'd remembered the cut she'd accidentally-on-purpose given to him. leaning across the small distance that now separated them on the blanket, she gently brushed back his hair and looked at the light scar on his forehead. grimacing slightly, she bit her bottom lip and offered him an innocent smile. "sorry again about that. think of it as something to remember me by?" she chuckled and took another bite of her muffin, the breeze picking up and blowing her brown ponytail back and forth across her back. the air was cool against her exposed arms, but she didn't mind. as she felt it, she briefly remembered seeing a weather report, something about rain and thunderstorms in the late afternoon that she'd mostly ignored. it seldom rained in california, and when it did, it didn't last long. needless to say, she wasn't worried.

caleb's voice pulled her out of her thoughts, and she smiled cutely at him. his self-deprecation amused her, and she remembered why she'd opened up to him before, in the jail. even before they'd cooled off and just started talking, she'd seen how genuine he seemed to be, and the trait attracted her to him. so she'd begun to trust him, and now, a while later after that initial meeting, she found herself trusting him still. she also couldn't deny the flutter in her heart when he admitted he'd wanted to contact her but hadn't known exactly how. "sounds like you could have sent a paper airplane and gotten more luck," she teased, poking him playfully in the ribs. sobering slightly, she looked into his eyes as she licked the remaining muffin crumbs from her lips. "but you've got me now. so what are you going to do with me?" she enjoyed the teasing and playing between them, but she also couldn't deny the obvious physical attraction. she didn't remember having been so sexually attracted to a man before, and especially after what had happened to her senior year of high school. she couldn't lie to herself and say she hadn't been dreaming about him and his touch, his kisses, since that day in the jail. she'd wanted to see him again, and even if it was by accident, she was glad they were here together, and this time in a secluded area where there was no fear of anyone walking up on them.

looking away from him and across the hilly countryside that rolled into mountains, she saw the dark storm clouds massing in the distance. the deep grays of stormy weather had always appealed to her since she was a little girl and would stand in the floor-length window at the front of her family's mansion and watch the thunder and lightning on those days when they visited her hometown. turning back to him, she lifted her chin slightly and shifted her weight as she offered him a small, slightly shy smile. "can i admit i wanted to see you again? or is that too creepy or something?" she asked with a chuckle.

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[atrb=width,240] Well, Caleb didn’t know. It wasn’t like he was keeping tabs on the brunette, that wasn’t his responsibility. Sure, he wanted it to be his responsibility, but he didn’t force it. The last thing he wanted was to seem desperate and make it seem as though he needed a woman in his life. He didn’t, but it would be nice to share his life with someone other than his dog. ”Dogs love me, thank you very much. I just got a dog, although I’ve been talking his ear off for the last couple of days” poor Marcus; the poor German Shepard was probably used to doing policeman stuff at night instead of listening to its owner complaining about how much he hated his life. No, Caleb didn’t, but he was tired having to pick up after anyone and living with no sleep. That wasn’t exactly what he wanted to do with his spare time. Every once in a while, he would appreciate some sleep. ”I know. I remember your craving for food and the only thing for me to offer you was some stupid donut” he said. Donuts were easy to find around the office while carrots were probably rotting somewhere in the fridge. Maybe he could have put in effort, but that would mean he would seem weak. He was tired of feeling as though people wanted him to try and he could feel himself get defensive. She was the rich one, the one who painted her nails every day and whose sport was shopping. He was actually making money for the tiny apartment he owned and trying to do something with his life. He didn’t have a trust fund to fall back on if everything failed. ”How about its both of our faults for being stubborn assholes who wanted the other to make the first move, hm?” he teased, trying to keep things light hearted. There was no reason for him to get his knickers in a twist. Caleb sat down next to her, relaxing on the back of his arms as he took in the sunlight. Caleb smiled at her verbal foreplay, wondering why he was getting turned on by it. His lower appendage wasn’t showing anything but his blood was certainly boiling. His hand snuck into the basket and he removed an apple, taking a big bite out of it. He placed the apple next to him for just a moment as he removed his deputy police officer shirt, relaxing in only a white beater tank, his tan muscles soaking in the sun. The last thing he wanted was to sweat through his clothing and make it seem as though he was a smelling man, even though that was exactly what he was. ”You would have looked cute in a bright pink cast hobbling around everywhere. But then you wouldn’t have been able to drive and we wouldn’t have had this meeting once again.” Caleb pointed out, thanking that the ankle hadn’t been hurt enough to put something stupid around it. That was the last thing he would have wanted in this scenario. Caleb cared about her too much, whether he would admit it or not. ”A scar that has everyone wondering what happened” he teased, ruffling his hair back to the position it had been in before she had gone and touched it. He hated people touching his hair, but with Shasta, it didn’t seem so bothersome. The apple was finished moments later and he tossed the core to the ground, wondering if she would yell at him. Honestly, it was good for the nature and he was sure some squirrel would come around and have a little feast with it in a few hours. What would he do with her? That question alone made his blood boil to the extreme and he inched closer to her, his lips placing a gentle kiss on her neck. A smile teased his lips and he pulled away from her, expecting to be hit in the head by her picnic basket. ”Don’t tempt me, princess. You can’t expect me to not do anything with you, whether it be talking or anything physical” Caleb mentioned before lying down on the blanket, his chest rising evenly with each breath he took. ”Nah, it means you think I’m handsome.” he teased, his eyes closing under the sun. He took a sip out of a water bottle he had snuck out before and lifted his head, before giving her a bashful smile. ”I’ve wanted to see you too. But there would be no reason for a beautiful maiden like yourself to ever want to have dinner with a lowly peasant like myself.” that was the truth. She was the princess and he was the man who made no money, who could never support her lavish life style. Yet Shasta wanted him, and while he had dealt with her type many times before, he found himself wanting her in return.

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she watched him sneaking food out of the picnic basket with a small smile she hid as she took bites out of her muffin. thankfully, she'd brought way too much food for only herself for some reason, and she wasn't going to go hungry with caleb eating it all. "oh goodness," she replied with a giggle as he admitted he'd been talking his dog's ear off recently. "poor thing. i'm sure that was a boring conversation for him." she winked and chuckled to herself as she received a playful glare from him. finishing off her muffin, she opened up the basket once more and found some of the pre-wrapped cheese wedges within, pulling one out and stripping it of its wax before taking bites from it. she loved cheese like a true french person loved cheese. she had french in her blood, so perhaps that was why. she didn't know, but she didn't care either. taking another bite from the wedge, she nodded and chuckled as caleb reminded her of the donut incident. "at least you didn't let me starve to death. i admit, i would have deserved it." shaking her head, rolling her eyes, and smiling apologetically for her pathetic behavior that day, she finished off the cheese before leaning back on her palms and craning her head back so the sun could warm her neck and chest. the gesture wasn't intentionally flirtatious, and she didn't realize she wanted him to see her do it until she relaxed and looked over to see him removing his uniform shirt.

the last thing she was thinking about as she saw him remove the shirt was whether he was sweaty or not. his muscles actually gleamed from the sweat beaded on his arms, and she had to swallow and look away before she embarrassed herself by staring lustily at him. "okay, i can agree to that," she amended as he admitted it was both their faults for being too hardheaded to make the first move. as he sat beside her with only a wife beater on, she could no longer remember why she hadn't just called him. her father had every public service worker's name and number in his files somewhere, and she had full access to them, so now, as the sun beat down on them both and a strange magic crackled in the air between them, she forgot why she was being so stubborn. trying to occupy her mind with something other than how badly she wanted to reenact that scene in the jail cell, she dug through the basket for a bottle of water she knew she'd stowed inside. unscrewing the cap, she dragged a long drink from it and stared out across the countryside toward the amassing clouds in the distance.

when he cutely admitted he was glad she hadn't needed a cast or they wouldn't have met up again, she shrugged, nodded, and smiled. her throat felt constricted every time she looked over at him, and she had to glance away to regain her composure. she wasn't that girl, the one who wimped out and turned into a puddle of mush just because a guy flirted with her. she had a backbone and she was a strong-willed woman despite the fact that people thought she was just a little trust fund brat who used daddy's love for her to get her enemies in trouble. no, she was shasta le stoat, and that meant something to her. but as she looked at caleb and flirted with him, she softened toward him and didn't feel like she had to be a bully like she often was with other people. she could be herself with him, and being herself meant she was wildly attracted to him. so she teased him, asking what he was going to do with her now that they were alone.

the moment it left her lips, she saw the fire light up in his eyes. she'd hit something, and a soft, coy smile curved over her luscious lips. he moved toward her, and she didn't move away but watched him as he leaned in toward her. she tilted her head slightly, giving him the room to kiss her neck. as he did so, she bit her bottom lip and watched him as he pulled away, with a smile. " i would hope you'd be able to live up to the standards you set for yourself in the jail," she admitted with a teasing grin. shifting her weight on her hips so she was facing him, she smiled as he said she thought he was handsome. their fingertips were touching where their hands supported them on the blanket and she glanced down at the plaid fabric before looking up at him out of the tops of her eyes. his old-fashioned way of speaking made her wrinkle her nose and giggle and, when he looked at her again, she moved closer to him, her fingers stepping their way up his chest until she reached his lips. "it's fun for the princess to get out every once in a while," she whispered as she traced a line around his lips and then down his jawline. with a small, equally bashful smile, she smoothly slid up onto his lap, her legs straddling him as she'd done the last time they'd seen each other. the difference was, this time they were alone. the situation could become a lot more interesting now that they needn't worry about someone walking up on them.

gently, she placed her hands on either side of his face and leaned down to kiss his lips, sweetly yet passionately. she'd been waiting to have him alone again since that day, and her heart raced as her pulse quickened at his touch. as she pulled away from him and opened her eyes, she smiled flirtatiously down at him. "so maybe i do think you're a little bit handsome," she commented, holding her fingers up about an inch apart. she knew he knew better, and that's why she liked him. she could tease him, be sarcastic, and still flirt with him because he was man enough to take a joke.

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[atrb=width,240] A laugh escaped his lips as he heard her snarky, yet pleasing comment. Yes, the conversations exchanged with his dog were probably petty and boring, but at least someone loved him. His dog couldn’t even talk back and tell him when he was being annoying, something he appreciated greatly. ”He doesn’t talk shit about me and can’t respond when I’m talking about something stupid” he said, leaning back onto the palms of his hands. Eating the rest of his delicious treat, his hand groped around the basket for something to drink, settling on a bottle of diet soda. Opening the bottle with a small hiss, he took a sip of the drink, smiling slightly. It was better than the warm bottle of water that had been sitting in his cruiser for a day or two. At least this bottle was cool to the touch and he had a pretty girl to spend the afternoon with. As long as no one tried paging him in the curser, everything would be good. ”You wouldn’t have starved to death. I wouldn’t have let you, princess” he said, finishing his sip before leaning back onto the palms of his hands. His eyes took in her elongated neck and felt himself want her. Not only in the sexual sense, but also in the emotional sense. He wanted to be her rock, the person she needed to turn to when everything seemed to be going wrong. She was pretty, inside and out, and he hoped she knew just how special she was, not only to him, but to the world. He smiled inwardly to himself, pleased with the reaction. He was good at pretending he didn’t know the looks women gave him when he was out and about, but was pleased that Shasta was no exception. Her eyes, brown like chocolate, were looking at him with something he was familiar with. Yet the lust in her eyes was better than the lust in other eyes, the ones that wanted him for only a night. Why Caleb hadn’t called him, he didn’t know. It probably had something to do with the fact that her father was the boss and the last thing he wanted to do was piss of the boss man. While he had her number somewhere in the system, she had his, and he didn’t want to call her father and be like “Yo, Mister Le Stoat, can I date you’re daughter? We made out when I arrested her for beating me up with her clutch. No? Alright, gonna kill myself now.” Sure, it wouldn’t go just like that, but he could imagine the mayor sending the FBI or something of the sort out to kill him for just looking at his daughter. As his lips grazed his neck, he found himself feeling warmer than ever. The sun was beating down on them, yet he had never felt so comfortable before. There had been girls in the past that had made him feel special, but this was different. He wanted something special with her, even though he wasn’t a one woman guy. The truth killed him inside as he pondered the other night with Juniper, something he did not regret but something he realized was very wrong if he wanted a relationship with Shasta. It wouldn’t look good in the long run and these things tended to come out after a while. Their fingers intertwined for a moment and he studied her, surprised that he wasn’t bored. She could probably talk his ear off and he wouldn’t feel tired or annoyed with her. These things were special, those moments he felt like that. ”Ah, so you’re father doesn’t look you in a tower when you’re home like Rapunzel?” he teased, wondering if she would grow her hair long enough for a prince to climb up it. Probably, and if that had ever happened, he was sure that he would be the prince to rescue her. Quickly, and rather suddenly so he couldn’t adjust his slightly noticeable growing arousal. His hands snaked their way to her lower back, his fingers taunting the smooth skin that was right by the edge of her shirt. Her shirt had ridden up slightly and the soft skin felt nice against his warm hands. Their lips met and he smiled into it, his hands bringing her closer. His pulse quickened as their kiss deepened slightly, his hips grinding up into hers for a second before he calmed himself. ”And maybe I think your just a little sexy, but I think you already knew that” Caleb teased, his hands teasing the skin before slowly inching up slightly, his fingertips just hidden beneath her shirt. He was smooth, and as long as she had nothing against his talented hands, nothing could possibly go wrong. His hands were almost as talented as his mouth and his favorite appendage.

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"i think i'd die of boredom if that were ever to happen," she replied with a laugh as he joked about her being rapunzel. the little girl in her wondered briefly if caleb would be her prince charming come to save the day if their life were that type of fantasy, but she merely smiled outwardly at the thought. "and at least you're enough of a gentleman to feed me when i'm starving to death. that's good to know," she remarked with a wink.

the freedom she felt to abandon her inhibitions with him didn't frighten her at all. in the past, before him and her instantaneous, albeit irritating at first, attraction to him, shasta would have bolted at the first signs that a man wanted to sleep with her. after what had happened to her in high school, which didn't seem that long ago now although it had been several years since she'd graduated, had scarred her much deeper than she'd like to admit. but here she was, flirting with caleb and climbing on top of him, and she saw the lust and desire in his eyes, and she felt the same way. she also sensed that he wouldn't hurt her as she'd been hurt in the past. he'd already had the discretion to save her from embarrassment in front of her father that day in the jail when bail had been posted for her, and he'd told her then that she need only tell him if he was going too far, and he would stop. now, she wanted him to keep going. she was ready, and she wanted him to be her first even though she never intended to tell him he was. although she'd heard guys got turned on by deflowering virgins, she didn't want to freak him out and make him think she'd be some creepy stalker or something because he was taking her virginity. sure, she felt she was falling for him, but the last thing she wanted to do was make him bolt now.

running her left hand down his chest, with a small smile, as he confirmed he thought she was sexy, she bit her bottom lip and smiled wider. she didn't respond for the first time, feeling that words were no longer needed between them. they both knew what the other wanted, and it was time. leaning over, she kissed his lips, soft at first but intensifying with every second, and her hands went to the hem of his undershirt, pulling it up and off over his head. since she had to break their kiss to remove his shirt, she looked into his eyes, hoping he could read there that this was what she wanted. she kissed him again then, running her fingers up into his hair and shifting her weight to fall onto her back with him over her. looking up into his eyes, she smiled a small smile at him and then kissed him lightly on his lips. as she pulled away, she only pulled back far enough that she could focus on his intense eyes. "show me what you wanted to do to me in the jail," she dared him in an intense, sexy voice. pulling him down toward her, she kissed him hard and got lost in that kiss.

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[caleb hayes]

s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i

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[atrb=width,240] Her petite hands grazed his chest and he felt himself let out a soft sound, almost like a sigh. This was not his first time in this position, but it was certainly the best. A flash of another brunette grazed his mind for a second and he felt guilty. Juniper had been the woman he had been with a week or so ago, and that hadn’t even been serious. Only one night of passion, no kissing, and now they were friends. It killed him inside as he realized that Shasta would think he was an asshole for sleeping with Juniper. The two hadn’t been dating yet, and he had felt something with Shasta that he hadn’t with the other brunette. Juniper had made it clear that sex was all she wanted, and he respected that. That was alright, it was the same for him. But as he kissed Shasta, he realized that this wasn’t just kissing. If this led to sex, well, it wouldn’t be just sex. It would be something he hadn’t felt before, and that scared the shit out of him. Caleb hated not knowing what was going to come out of everything. He hated the idea of love, it had never happened to him before and he didn’t want that. Love was pointless and scary and it seemed to be rather annoying. The shirt was discarded and clothing soon followed. He removed his pants and all that was left was her silky undergarments and his boxers. The fabric seemed like nothing and his erection was evident. Caleb did not shy away from it and he kissed her, their tongues suddenly battling for control. He was pulled over her and his hands groped her breasts, desperate to hear a moan of passion escape her lips. He wanted to know that she was feeling the same passion as he was and to know that they were both close to bursting at the seams. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I will” he whispered, her voice sending shivers down his spine. Whatever left of the clothing was discarded and he entered her swiftly. Each thrust and groan was equal and it was minutes before they both finished. He collapsed next to her, his chest heaving fast. Never before had he come that quickly and felt that way. She was so talented, so innocent in the sex area, that for a moment, he wondered if he had deflowered her. Probably not, because she was a seductress and it would seem odd for someone that sexy to hold off on her. As his breathing began to calm, Caleb found himself content. ”I don’t know how you did that, but I haven’t come that soon since, well, I can’t even remember when” he said, rolling over to his side as he took in her sex look. If it was possible, Shasta was even sexier. ”But ignore me, princess, you look as dashing as always and I didn’t think that that was possible” he teased, his fingers drumming on her smooth skin.

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sex for shasta, obviously, wasn't just sex. it was her first time for a reason: she had wanted it to be meaningful. and as caleb kissed her and gently, but passionately, took her, she knew she'd been right to choose him. it sounded so fantastical and childish to be thinking of it as a right she was giving him, but to her that was what it was. although she didn't feel open enough to admit to him the truth about him being her first, she knew in her heart that it was the right choice. despite it being her first time, just like in the jail, she was not innocent to desire. she knew how to please him, and she knew she'd succeeded as he finished and they parted with shortened breath and smiles on their faces.

for a moment, shasta lay back in the grass and closed her eyes, feeling the warm sun radiating onto her skin and making her feel alive. stretching luxuriously like a cat, she moaned happily and opened her eyes just as caleb rolled over on his side to look at her. from where she lay on the ground, the sun made a halo around his face, throwing his handsome features into shadow with golden light illuminating his blond hair. she smiled up at him, her knees turning toward him and her hand lacing its way up his arm, feeling the damp skin. she giggled as he complimented her, but instead of answering (since she wasn't exactly sure how to answer such a thing), she leaned up and pecked him on the lips. her free hand went to his hair, and she ran her fingers through it as she rested her head back in the grass, her brown hair spread around her and beneath her shoulders where it had fallen when she'd first relaxed onto the ground. i think i love you was the thought that went through her mind, but she knew now wasn't a good time to say it. even if she did love him, he was the type of man who would just bolt if he heard it, especially now. unlike shasta, caleb hadn't only ever been with her, and he was a grown man. she doubted he was given to fairytale romance like a female.

"it's possible," she replied with a sly wink, "because you certainly have never looked better than you do now." her voice was low, seductive. "and you've looked pretty good before." right now, she didn't care about anything else but the two of them. in this moment, she could be happy forever.

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