Rescued: An Everyday Heroes World Novel (The Everyday Heroes World)

by Evan Grace

  “Yeah, we can stay here, babe.” I quickly lock up and then scoop Gwen up into my arms and carry her to the spare bedroom.

  “Tell me, how are things going?” Joanna, the therapist for the department, asks as I take a drink of my water. This is my first visit, and honestly I think this will be my only visit. I’m not waking anymore feeling claustrophobic.

  I shrug. “So much better. I can actually think about the accident now without my heart racing. I haven’t started using a blanket yet, but I don’t think I would have a problem if I did.” I take a drink from my coffee cup. “Gwen, my girlfriend, was the girl in the van with me. She still jerks in her sleep, but she is no longer fighting sleep.”

  “Were you in a relationship before the accident?” I shake my head. “You went through a traumatic experience together. It’s normal for people who go through something together to lean on the other person because of a shared experience.”

  I lean forward. “Are you saying that our relationship isn’t real? There was an attraction before the accident, we just didn’t act on it because—well I don’t know about her, but I didn’t because she’s my boss’s daughter.”

  Joanna holds up her hand. “No, I’m not saying that. I apologize if that’s what you thought. Sometimes trauma can put a strain on a relationship.”

  We talk a little while longer and when I leave I don’t make any plans to come back. Honestly, it feels like I just wasted my time. This is something I probably should’ve done sooner than this.

  I step out of the building and walk down to the station to my bike. On the ride home, my thoughts are plagued by what Joanna said. Are Gwen and me together just because we went through the accident together? No, I’m falling in love with her, those feelings are real, I feel it deep.

  That hit me the other night while lying in Troy’s spare bedroom with her wrapped around me like a spider monkey. I haven’t told her, I know she’s got feelings for me too, but she hasn’t said anything either.

  When I get home, I pull into the driveway and find it empty. I let myself inside and whistle for Butch, but I get no response. “Butch, come here, boy.” I move through the house and in the kitchen I find a note.

  Hey baby!

  Butch and I went for a car ride. I needed some clean clothes and he told me he wanted to see my parents. We’ll be back later.

  Gwen

  I smile and then set the note down on the counter. I grab my phone out of my pocket and open up Gwen’s Instagram page and sure enough, there’s a picture of her and Butch sitting in her car.

  The caption makes me smile. Hanging with my favorite four-legged boy.

  I like it and then set my phone down. While I’m changing, the doorbell chimes so I know it’s not Gwen since she’s got a key. I throw on red basketball shorts and a white sleeveless t-shirt. The doorbell chimes again and I walk barefoot out to the living room.

  When I pull the door open, I find Tawney on the other side. I haven’t seen her since the fight between her and Gwen. “What are you doing here?” I cross my arms over my chest.

  “I’ve been seeing you and Gwen together a lot. That still going on?”

  I sigh. “Not like it’s any of your business, but yes, it’s still going on. Is that all you needed?”

  “No, dammit—why her? I’m hotter than she is, better in bed, and better for you.”

  I shake my head. “We fucked three times, that’s it. I’m sorry if you thought there was something more, but I made it very clear that it was just sex.”

  Butch comes around Tawney and right to me. Shit, Gwen’s home.

  Eighteen

  Gwen

  “Come on, Butch. Let’s go bye-bye.” He groans as he gets up from his spot on the floor. I wrap my arms around Dad and kiss his cheek. “Sorry I’m taking your buddy away.”

  Surprise, surprise, Dad absolutely loves Butch and the way the traitor followed him around it was mutual. I came by earlier to have lunch with them and afterward Mom and Dad took Butch for a walk while I hung out with my brother and sister.

  “I suppose you’re heading back to his house?” Dad crosses his arms and sighs.

  I wrap my arms around his waist. “He’s a good guy, Dad. You wouldn’t have him working for you if he wasn’t a good guy.”

  “He is a good officer—one of the best on the force, but no one is ever going to be good enough for my girls.” Dad kisses my forehead. “I love you.”

  I smile up at him. “I love you, too.”

  Butch hops into the back seat and I buckle him into the little contraption that’ll protect him if I get in an accident. I close the door and then climb in the driver’s side.

  I roll down the window for Butch to stick his head out. We drive thru a coffee shop and I order an iced coffee and they give me a little cup of whipped cream for Butch. I hear him in my back seat going to town on that cup.

  When I pull down Maverick’s street I see someone standing on the porch. It’s not until I pull up in front of the house that I see it’s Tawney. My stomach pitches and my blood boils. I’m not sure why she won’t just disappear.

  I let Butch out and follow him up the stairs.

  “We fucked three times, that’s it. I’m sorry if you thought there was something more, but I made it very clear that it was just sex.”

  “Come on, Mavey. We had a good time.” I step forward so she can see me, and when she does, she rolls her eyes. “He’ll get tired of you and he’ll come back to me, they always do.”

  I don’t even give her the satisfaction. Instead, I move toward Maverick, get up on my tiptoes, and kiss the shit out of him. Then I slam the door in her face. “She’s like a bad penny.”

  He laughs, takes my iced coffee out of my hands, setting it down, and then picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. Maverick slaps my ass. “My girl is sassy.”

  He starts moving through the house and then I’m flying through the air, landing with a bounce on his bed. Maverick follows me down and rolls us until I’m straddling him. I lean down, kissing him.

  “I’m sorry she was here. I swear she just showed up right before you came home.”

  I kiss behind his ear and then nip at his earlobe. “I believe you. You don’t owe me any explanation. She just doesn’t like not getting her way and she hasn’t changed in all of the years that I’ve known her.”

  “I don’t think she’ll do anything, but maybe for the time being if you see her coming, just turn around and go the other way.”

  “Okay, I promise I’ll walk the other way.”

  Maverick pulls me down for a kiss, my tongue brushes his as our kiss intensifies. This man knows how to give me toe-curling kisses. He pulls back. “I’m gonna fuck you, and then I’m gonna feed you.”

  I do a full body shiver and then he does what he says; he fucks me and then he feeds me.

  "Hi Gwenaphiles, I hope you enjoyed my video from my amazing trip to Fiji. It was an experience I’ll never forget. I’m starting to plan my next adventure and I’ll share it with you when everything is set.” I smile. “I want to thank you all for supporting me, following me, and sharing your own adventures with me. Until next time, peace and love.”

  I press the stop button on my little remote control. Once I’m happy with the way it looks, I post it to my website, channel, and links to it on social media. I’m normally so excited to start planning my next adventure, but right now I don’t want to leave.

  I have to though because it’s my job right now, my end game is to write for a travel magazine and possibly someday host my own travel segment on a morning show.

  The thought of leaving Maverick sits heavily in my belly. We haven’t talked about the fact that I’ll be starting to travel again. This time I won’t travel back to back to back. I will take breaks in between.

  He’s outside working on the yard right now, and I know we need to have this conversation, but what if he ends things? What if he can’t handle me being away? Ugh… I’m getting myself all worked up.

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sp; I rub a hand over my stomach while it turns, closing my eyes, I take a deep breath as the feeling goes away.

  As I stick my laptop back in my bag Maverick comes in the back door. I swallow the drool that pools in my mouth as he walks toward me. He’s drenched in sweat and no longer wearing a shirt. His basketball shorts hang low on his hips, showing off the V that leads to his cock.

  “Baby, you’ve got to stop staring at me like that.” Maverick’s voice cuts through the fog. He comes toward me, stopping when we’re just a foot away from each other.

  Maverick smells like warmth and earth. I know that sounds crazy, but it’s the only way I can describe his scent. He grabs me around the waist until I come into contact with his sweaty chest.

  “Hey, you’re getting me all wet.” I squeal as he begins kissing my neck.

  He pulls back. “How about I go shower and you order us a pizza? After we eat, I’ll start a fire in the pit and we can sit outside for a while.”

  “That sounds great. Have you even used it since you put it in?” I know Troy helped him build it not that long ago.

  “No, and I can’t wait. I’ve got a wicker chaise lounge in the garage. I bought it a while ago, but I just haven’t put it out yet.”

  Maverick kisses me before disappearing down the hall to the bathroom. When the shower kicks on, I order our pizza.

  After dinner, we grab a couple of beers and head outside with Butch. The chaise lounge is on the little patio he built. The cushions are big and fluffy looking. I flop down while he gets the fire going and once it is, he sits down next to me.

  We both sit quietly watching the flames dance. “It’s such a beautiful night,” I say as I lay my head on Maverick’s shoulder.

  “Yeah it is. Have you thought about where you’re going next or what you want to do?”

  My stomach turns and I don’t know what to say. I’m scared he’s going to end things. I take a huge pull from my beer. “I think Sedona, Arizona is where I want to go next. I want to go on a spiritual retreat. They have these vortexes of energy and paired with meditation help you with whatever journey you want to take.”

  “That sounds cool. When are you leaving?”

  Shit, does he want me gone? “Do you want me out of here?”

  He sets his beer down and pulls me onto his lap. “No, of course I don’t. I didn’t know if your trip was already planned.”

  “Oh, sorry, I honestly just decided today that I wanted to go there. I still have to make all the arrangements. It’ll be at least a month before I go.” I turn to look at him. “Did you always want to be a cop?”

  Maverick takes a drink from his bottle. “I did. I just wanted to protect people and make a difference. It doesn’t always work out that way.” He gets quiet for a moment and I let him have that.

  A few minutes later I say quietly, “Dad’s hoping that Grant will go to the police academy, but he’s still undecided on what he wants to do. He’s just finished his first year at community college.”

  “Your brother is the younger version of your dad.”

  I laugh because he’s right. The only difference is Grant Jr. isn’t afraid of heights.

  The sun sets, bathing the night sky in an inky bluish-black. The fire is down to glowing embers. His neighbors on both sides have tall fences and I make a decision to be a little naughty. I get up, grab one of the pillows, and get down on my knees.

  “What are you doing, baby?” he asks quietly.

  Instead of answering him, I push him until he’s leaning back just a little. Even in the dark, I can feel his eyes on me. I reach up, grabbing the waistband of his shorts, and pull them out and down.

  Maverick’s cock springs free, standing tall and hard. My mouth waters as I wrap my hand around the base of it. I push up on my knees and lick my lips as I lean forward, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock.

  The taste of his precum is warm and salty on my tongue. I hold his gaze as I suck the tip into my mouth. He groans as I swallow him down to the back of my throat.

  “Fuck, I love your hot mouth.” Maverick moans softly. “Yes, suck my cock baby.”

  I close my eyes as I begin to bob up and down, sucking hard, and jerking him from the base. His hands thread through my hair, and then he grips it at the root.

  When I reach between my legs and inside my panties, I moan. My fingers of my free hand slide through my arousal. I rub my clit as he begins fucking my face. He hits the back of my throat and I swallow him down.

  “Baby, I’m gonna come, are you going to swallow every drop?”

  He starts fucking my face hard and then begins to come. I swallow every last drop and begin to come myself. I lick Maverick’s cock as it begins to soften in my mouth as I whimper. He grabs my arm, pulling on it until my hand is out of my panties. Maverick grabs my wrist, bringing my hand up to his mouth. I moan as he licks the cum from my fingers.

  “Mmmm… you taste delicious, baby.” He pulls his shorts back up, and grabs me, pulling me onto his lap. “Thank you for that.”

  I lay my head on his shoulder. He kisses my forehead and hugs me. I could really get used to this.

  Nineteen

  Maverick

  “Why did you cancel your appointment?” I cross my arms over my chest. I just found out that Gwen was supposed to go talk to Joanna the other day.

  She crosses her arms, copying my posture. “Because, you said she didn’t help you. I don’t feel like I need it. I’m sleeping better and you said it yourself that I haven’t been jerking in my sleep this past week. I’m over the accident, or at least over it enough that it’s not affecting my life.”

  I look her over closely. I have noticed that she’s sleeping better. The dark circles that used to always be present aren’t any longer. “Promise me that if you feel like you need it, you’ll go.”

  Gwen steps toward me and wraps her arms around my waist. “I will, I promise.”

  “You’ll be here when I get off?” She nods. “Good, do you want to meet me for dinner?”

  “Sure, just text me when and where and I’ll be there.”

  I lean down and kiss her. “I’ll see you later.”

  “Be safe.”

  When I pull out of my driveway, I look in my side mirror and see that Gwen and Butch are standing on my porch, watching me as I drive away. On my way to work, I think about how much I like knowing that she’ll be at my place—that when I crawl into bed tonight Gwen will wrap her body around mine.

  The more I think about things, the more I realize that I’m in love with her. I’ve never loved anyone but my mom. It scares the fuck out of me, but it exhilarates me too. I want to tell her I love her and I want to ask her to live with me.

  It’s the logical thing to do. Gwen’s always at my place, even if I have to work. Do I need to get her dad’s blessing before I ask her? I don’t know the rules, but I do know you’re supposed to ask permission for something, maybe it’s marriage—although I’m nowhere near thinking about that.

  I pull into the parking lot of the station and make my way inside. In the locker room, I change into my uniform. On the inside of my locker is a picture of Gwen and Butch sitting on our back steps—it makes me smile.

  Before Gwen came screaming into my life, this guy was not me. I didn’t date, I didn’t smile just thinking about someone, and I didn’t look forward to going home to someone, except Butch.

  I shut my locker and head out to the briefing room, finding Troy already sitting in a chair typing something on his phone. He looks up as I approach. “What’s up, brother?” I say before sitting down.

  “Nothing, just chatting with a certain redhead.” He’s got it bad for Taylor. I’ve never seen him into someone the way he is with her.

  “How’s that going?” Troy has never lacked female attention.

  He shakes his head. “Slowly, it’s going very slowly.” Troy looks at his phone. “It’ll be worth it when I finally get through.”

  Chief Malone comes walking in and we stop talking
as he gets situated behind his podium. He gets down to business. Once he briefs us, Chief Malone dismisses us. We stand up and make our way toward the door.

  “Officer Graves, a minute?” I stop and turn around.

  He doesn’t say anything until the last officer steps out of the room. Chief stops right in front of me. “I wanted to see how you thought Gwen was doing.”

  “A lot better. She’s uh… not jerking in her sleep. The nightmares have stopped.”

  Chief Malone nods. “Good. Her mom and I were starting to worry. I appreciate you being there for her. I know things are awkward, it’s just that she’s my baby and we almost lost her. Just treat her right and we won’t have any problems.”

  I’m not sure what to say so I give him a chin lift and walk out.

  I step inside Lulu’s Diner and spot my girl sitting in a booth along the back wall. Gwen doesn’t see me as I approach, so I get a moment to take her in. Her strawberry blonde hair is in a mixture of tiny braids and one big braid. The white tank top she’s wearing makes her tan look darker and the red knit shorts make her legs look longer than they normally do.

  When I get to the table, she looks up and smiles at me. “Hey baby.” Gwen gets out of the booth and wraps her arms around me as best she can with my belt and vest.

  I lean down and kiss her lips and then we both sit down. She grabs my hands from across the table. “I met Ida today,” Gwen tells me, a smile gracing her plump lips.

  “You did. How did that go?” Ida is sweet, but she’s nosy and sometimes has no filter.

  Gwen’s laugh is music to my ears. “She brought over a package of Double Stuf OREO cookies. They’re your favorite, or so she says. We drank a glass of lemonade and then Butch and I walked her home.” She strokes the back of my hand with her thumb. “I think she’s your biggest fan. Should I be jealous?”