Authors: Carly White
Chapter 8
Nate moved off of her and Farrah lay where she was. Her body was depleted of all energy and even when he started to kiss her neck softly she didn’t move. “You’re so quiet.”
“I never knew it could be like that.”
It sounded quaint to her ears but it was mystifying all the same. Farrah would have started sooner if she had known it would be like that. She looked over into the rest of the room and her clothes made her remember something. Her heart sank and her cheeks turned red. There was no telling how many people had just heard her going on like that.
“What’s wrong Farrah?”
“Nothing. I’m just exhausted.”
He pulled her to his chest, laying her head down as her body curled into his naturally. “Then sleep Farrah. You deserve some sleep.”
Her mind went to the listening device on the floor and the com in her ear. There was no way that she was ever going to live it down. Farrah knew that she had to betray someone and her job was looking less and less important. She had to find a way to keep Nate safe.
As his warmth surrounded her, she decided that it would have to wait till morning. She was asleep in moments, unaware of what was going on just a half a mile from his compound. The troops had rallied and while they slept in each other’s arms, the ATF were planning an early morning raid. Information had come in and they were sure that this time, Nate wouldn’t be able to weasel his way out of it. They were going to take him down once and for all.
***
Farrah was awakened with a sound from inside of her ear. She had forgotten about everything, but now she was reminded of why she was supposed to be there. “Farrah get out of there. You have fifteen minutes before they storm the place. Get out now.”
She sat up and looked down at the tattooed man next to her. If she told him, her career was gone, but after only a second of thinking about leaving, she knew that she had to warn him. Farrah would never be able to work in law enforcement again, but she was learning quickly that it was not her field. She didn’t want to hunt people down and put them in cages. There was no way that she could watch him get arrested, or worse, hurt in a shootout.
“Come here baby. It is getting cold without you.” Before she could stop him, Nate had pulled her ass against his hard length, pressing into her waiting depth. The sudden pleasure and soreness made her gasp his name, forgetting what it was that she was supposed to be doing. He slide in all the way and back out before she got her wits about her.
“Stop Nate. We’ve got to go.”
He pushed back in quickly, taking her breath away. “Your stop means go Farrah.”
Her eyes closed as he started to thrust into her hard and fast like she liked it. “Oh fuck Nate, stop! We’ve got to go.”
“I am not stopping until you come.”
His hands held her still as he rutted into her from the side. Nate could never get enough of her and her pussy was as tight as the first time he had slipped it in. His hand played with her nipples as she came within a minute. He had never met someone that was able to find completion so fast. It stroked his ego and he couldn’t help but fuck her harder.
“Nate the cops are coming!”
She was just barely able to catch her breath when he ripped out of her and then drilled back in before he looked down at her with those searing eyes. He was still inside of her deep, throbbing, taking away all other thoughts. “What do you mean?”
“Please Nate. The cops are going to be here in ten minutes, ATF raid. We have to get out of here.”
“How do you know this?”
His cock didn’t move anymore and so help her she still wanted him to take her. The hell with the consequences, but she couldn’t, wouldn’t let him get arrested if she could stop it. He yanked out of her and covered her body with his own. Pinning her, as he waited for her answer, Farrah found it hard to meet his gaze.
Farrah looked down at the cock resting on her stomach and then back up into his eyes. She didn’t want to see the moment when he realized that she had betrayed him. When he realized that everything they had wasn’t real. It was though, but he wouldn’t believe it.
“I love you Nate. Please let’s go. I don’t want you to get hurt or go to jail.”
“You’re a cop?”
She nodded her head, already seeing the rage in his eyes because of it. The look that she had dreaded was there. She was going to lose him, her job, everything.
“I love you Nate. I didn’t know you when I took this job. Please believe me. Everything changed when kissed and then last night…”
He sat back and got up suddenly. “I love you too Farrah. This is going to make telling you about what I do and getting you to agree to live a life of crime with me a little more straightforward. If you want to be with me, we leave now. If you don’t love me, stay and keep your job.”
Her eyes were misty and she moved towards him. That she even had a choice was enough for her. “I want to be with you Nate. I’ve waited a long time for you.”
It felt like she had waited forever for a man to be her own and now that she had him, the last thing she wanted to do was lose him.
They started to get dressed and Farrah bent over to pick up her shirt. He tried to hand her the bra on the ground. “Leave it there.”
He looked at her a little strange, but didn’t argue with her. Nate supposed that they would have to have every conversation over. He hated that she lied, but if they got out of this, he knew he could forgive her.
Farrah didn’t have the noise in her ears anymore, but there was still the device in the bra. She put her finger to her lips and after he pulled a few things out of a safe and made a call, the two of them took off to his garage. She thought they were stuck with no way out, but Nate always seemed to have a plan.
There was a secondary entrance way that started from underground and took them out almost a mile from the house. Farrah just buckled up and said a prayer. She knew that no one would understand what she had done, choosing a man like Nate over everything else. Farrah would never be able to live a normal life again. Everything sunk in and she looked over at him, trying to assure herself that she had made the right decision.
“It’s going to be okay love.” His smile set her mind at ease and she tried to return the gesture. No matter what happened, Farrah didn’t think she could regret the choice she was making in that moment.
The End
Chapter 1
“In local news, the Hell Sons Motorcycle Gang was at it again, protesting the new Sheriff with thousands of bikers coming in from all over Texas. The streets were filled, clogged and they have once again, shut down Waterton township. When reporter Civ Louise moved in to ask some questions, leader Andre said they want him gone.
Police are on standby and tensions are rising. The city leaders say that even a day shutdown could cost the town thousands of dollars in lost revenue and will not be able to see how much the city will suffer financially, until the protest ends.
Until then, the small town of Waterton is getting ready for another day of protests, as the residents wait for a conclusion to this rapidly changing saga. The gang’s leader has said there will be no violence unless they are forced. They do not plan to leave until the newly elected Sheriff Thompson steps down. There is speculation to why the city is in uproar over the election, but we are hoping to find out what has sparked this as we go into day 3 of the town’s occupation.”
“Why did you talk about yourself as 3
rd
person?”
“Because they usually cut the last bit of the byte, so now they can’t cut my name out.”
Namadi shook her head and turned the television off. It was the third update she had watched and as she waited it all out in the small hotel with her mother, Namadi was getting restless.
“So what do you think dear?”
She looked at her mother. “It’s good, but a bit dramatic, don’t you think?”
“A gang of burly men on bikes has taken over a small town in America. This is an occupation!”
Her daughter laughed. “You are loving this. There are names for people like you.”
Civ tried to look upset, but she couldn’t, the large smile cracking her tanned face. “Do you know what this will do to my career?”
“So you want this to last?”
“Of course! I have been waiting for my break and this is it. I have had more face time since this all started. No one else can get in now, so we are the only ones that are onsite. I can’t believe it is all because you wanted to stop and see that stupid hill.”
“It is an ancient mound made thousands of years ago.”
Civ just waved her off. She had only gone because her daughter wanted to go so bad. Ever since she had graduated, Namadi was spending time with her mother, but there were vast differences that had made their short road trip even more daunting. Now Civ was thinking that their little excursion was the best thing that she could have done for her career.
Civ had been with News channel 6 for ten years and she was still covering small town puff pieces. But now she was getting the biggest story in the area and it was hers exclusively. From the small hotel room that they were staying in, she got to see her small few minute blurbs getting picked up from all of the other station. All the other reporters and news anchors could do is wonder about it and give their take on it. Civ was the only one actually there though.
“Yeah whatever the hills are. I am so glad that you wanted to see them. Without your boring hobby Namadi, I would have never had this chance.”
Namadi wasn’t going to argue with her. She was happy for her and it would be easier to say congratulations to Civ, isn’t she wasn’t so cocky about it all. People’s lives were being affected and all she seemed to care about was herself. Her mother had always had a tendency to be a bit self-involved, but even she was going over the line.
“I am happy for you mom, really I am. I just think that you could have a little less glee over a town being taken over by bikers is all. And if you can’t feel it, you can at least not show how happy you are.”
She didn’t hear her daughter, her mind already on what she was going to tape next. Civ was trying to get the leader Andre to give her more information, namely why he was doing it. There had been a flare up when the Sheriff had ran to begin with, but nothing like that. What was it that was so bad about the man that so many were willing to give up their time to protest him? It didn’t make sense and Civ was determined to get to the bottom of it all.
“So tomorrow we will try to get in and talk to the leader of the gang. I think you should stay here though. It could be dangerous.”
Namadi would have been more than happy to stay where she was, but her mom wasn’t thinking it all th
e
way through. “Who is going to record you then mom?”
She paused and then pushed her dark hair back from her face. “That’s right. Well we will just have to be careful.”
Her daughter sighed again, letting her know that she was already over the whole situation. A minute ago it was too dangerous and just like that, she was signed up to go with her to kick the hornet’s nest. Unlike her mom, she could care less why the people were doing what they were doing. Namadi just wanted to get back home and away from the small town that was causing her so much grief.
***
The next morning, Namadi woke up and her mother was already up watching the videos of herself on CNN. She was practically vibrating with excitement and Namadi had to admit, that she was a little proud of her. Civ looked good. The videos that she had recorded actually looked professional. Too bad she had no desire to work that kind of job, she thought to herself.
“Look Namadi! They put your name in the credits for the video!”
She closed her eyes to the loud voice, not wanting to be seen awake, but she had caught her and the day was going to begin one way or another.
“That’s awesome mom.” Too bad she was more interested in history though.
“You never know Namadi, you might get another career out of all of this. It could be good for both of us.”
Namadi wanted to believe her, but all she wanted to do was get back to Houston and her friends. It wasn’t a trip that she had really wanted to come on in the first place and now that they were trapped there, it seemed far too long to be stuck with her. Namadi was starting to wish that she had gone with her friends to Myrtle Beach. She would be soaking in the sun, drinking something that had an umbrella in it, instead of being stuck in some crummy motel.
She pushed the cover off of her and slowly got up, squinting her eyes to the sun coming through the blinds. “Do we really have to go there? Why don’t we just let them figure it out?”
Civ just looked at her as if she had lost her mind. “It is my duty to get the news out. It is the public’s right to know the truth of what is going on here.”
“So it doesn’t have anything to do with getting your face out there, huh?”
She shrugged. “You have to take opportunity as it comes Namadi. If I have taught you nothing else, listen to this. Always go for it.”
The young woman got up and headed towards the bathroom. She was sure that it was going to be a bad day. Namadi had a bad feeling, but she had since she got to Waterton, it had been a dull ache in the bottom of her gut.