the ground instead.
It was love at first sight, for her anyways. He rode that way every morning and so Samantha made sure she was always walking to work at the same time, a habit she still kept to this day.
He was everything she’d dreamed of, a strong bad boy with a heart of gold. He treated her well and was always sensitive to her needs. But the most appealing side to him was his body. Well-built with a disciplined stamina he could pleasure her for hours…and then some.
Even now she often fell asleep dreaming of his tattooed skin pressing up against hers. She loved the feeling of his bulky arms as they cocooned her and the way his scars felt ragged against her soft fingertips. She would do just about anything to have him back, but she knew that wasn’t possible. Her friends and family would never allow it but more than anything her dignity wouldn’t either. It had been two months since he’d been incarcerated for attempted murder but that was after he cheated on her.
“You sure can pick ‘em,” Julie lamented while chewing on a piece of chocolate herself.
“Oh God I’m just awful aren’t I? I just love them rough, I really do.”
“Yeah, bad boys run in your family too,” Julie joked.
“It seems so,” she thought about her father and brother who both boasted lengthy criminal records.
“But I still don’t understand why you’re so heartbroken over Steve. He was a God damn brute Sammy,” Julie continued.
“But… his eyes…. and the way he spoke to me as if I was the only girl in the world. He had a real soft side to him, Jules you gotta believe me. He could be so sweet and lovely when it was just the two of us, and when we had those long afternoons stretched out ahead of us,” she bit her lip as she remembered, “we’d have just the best time of our lives!”
“That’s all very well but he wasn’t so soft and sweet when he beat that guy around the head with a pool cue.”
“I guess not,” Samantha admitted. “I know I’m better off without him, but I just have to keep reminding myself that.”
“I understand,” Julie sighed as she reached her hand into the empty candy box. “Men…. they’ll tear our hearts inside out and we’ll let them, just to hear them say they love us.”
“It’s crazy,” Samantha yawned, finally feeling better that she’d had a girly chat. “I better get some sleep. I have to be up in six hours and it’s going to be here way too soon.”
“Ooh brutal. I’ll swing by tomorrow and give you a big hug.”
“That would be awesome.”
“Kisses!” Julie signed off with her signature goodbye and hung up.
Samantha meanwhile was back in bed with only the silence to keep her company. She reached out for one last cookie and then she felt her eyes grow heavy as she snuggled under the covers. Images flashed in her mind, strange abstract visions of faraway places that showed she was reaching a deep dream state.
For a moment, she was certain she heard the phone ring again, but that couldn’t be because Julie had called already but as her eyes were forced open and her mind became adjusted to being awake once again, she realized her phone was ringing by her head. Assuming it was Julie again she rolled over and tried to let sleep take hold, but the ringing wouldn’t stop and so she had no choice but to answer it.
“Hello?” her voice was groggy and angry.
“Is this Samantha Richards?” a serious man’s voice wasted no time with polite introductions.
“It is,” she hesitated for a second. “Who is this?”
“This is Detective Cooper, NYPD. Are you Anthony Richards’ sister?”
*****
The tears were dripping from Samantha’s cheeks and landing in the palm of her upturned hands. A tissue, which she’d torn to shreds, was tangled between her fingers and she pulled it apart and watched the little white pieces fall to the ground.
Across the desk, Detective Cooper was looking at her, taking note of every little move she made. For a second he
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