love you, too, but that doesn't matter to him. He
needs to be told plainly how things stand." Lizbeth found herself getting
more frustrated the longer the conversation went on. She didn't know how to
make her feelings understood. Hell, at this point even she didn't understand
everything she wanted to say.
Diandra clasped hands with Lizbeth and leaned in. The kiss
she gave her was soft and gentle at first and then deepened into something
more. When Diandra finally drew away she could hear Lizbeth's accelerated
heartbeat and ragged breathing. With a smile of satisfaction she whispered
against Lizzie's lips, "You are my one, my only love. He can want whatever
he wants but all that will bring him is disappointment. I love you."
Lizbeth breathed a sigh of relief before adding, "I
love you, too, Dia."
*****
Lizbeth drove off to work, still troubled even after their
talk. She knew Diandra loved her but what did that matter if she still loved
Jonah too? Diandra hadn't said how she felt and that made Lizbeth very nervous.
If she loved Lizbeth but still loved Jonah as well than maybe she should leave.
The thought made her stomach roll and she hastily set down her travel mug of
coffee. She knew it was the right thing to do if this was how things turned
out. After all, Jonah didn't leave Diandra willingly and Rae was his daughter,
not hers. She loved RaeLynn with all her heart and soul but there was no room
for both her and Jonah in their lives.
Lizzie sighed and pushed her foot just a little harder onto
the accelerator. A cop sitting in the parking lot of the local doughnut shop
turned his lights on and pulled out onto the road. Well that figures, she
thought caustically. I'm about to get stopped on my way to work by the
stereotypical doughnut cop. She sighed heavily and pulled over at his signal as
she reached casually into her purse for her license.
Her day, which was already looking grim, plummeted sharply
into the proverbial garbage can. The cop who approached her vehicle was from
her old division and they had never gotten along. He had hit on her during her
first week out of training and took it very personally when she turned him
down. It only got worse when one of her previous girlfriends dropped by to see
her during her shift and he watched them together. Not long after that she'd
found flat tires on her personal vehicle and hate notes in her locker.
Obviously she could never prove the harassment came from him but she knew deep
in her soul that it did.
Lizbeth rolled down her window. "Hey,
Robbins. How's it going?"
"License and registration." His face was hard and blank, his typical cop stare. Oh, this was not going to
be good. She knew he recognized her but was trying to pretend he didn't.
"Sorry, Robbins, I was on my way to my precinct and
didn't realize how fast I was going." Lizbeth casually handed him her
badge along with the requested license and registration. He looked down at the
badge and sneered.
"This ain't no good and we both know it. I thought the captain made you
turn this hunk of tin in before he booted you off the force." He spit a
grotesque wad of chewing tobacco onto the shoulder, making sure some of the
juice got onto her car. Her stomach lurched once more but she fought down the
nausea.
"Actually it is a valid badge- I was reinstated."
Lizbeth enjoyed the look of shock on his face before the blank stare was back.
"Bullshit," Sergeant Robbins said as he grabbed
for the radio on the shoulder of his patrol uniform. "I was going to
ticket you for the speeding but now I think I should run you in for
impersonating a police officer."
"Look, Robbins, I never ran you in for being an
asshole, so why are you gonna be such a dick about this?" Lizbeth was
furious as she reached for her cell phone in the center console. "I'll
contact Alexar to meet me downtown then if you're going to push the
issue."
Robbins reached through her open window and grabbed her
wrist. "Alexar? The
chief?"
"Yeah, that