Chicago Heat(9)

By: Jordyn Tracey


John at last ended the call and turned back to her. “Sorry about that. I have to be available at all times, whether it’s Kevin or work.”

“Oh, I understand,” she assured him. “Don’t worry. Do you have to go?”

He shook his head. “No, Kevin was just calling me to say good night.” He frowned. “He should have been in bed long before now, but he always calls if I’m not home before he turns in. I guess I have to give him credit for that.”

Her eyes widened. “He’s not alone is he?”

John grinned and ran fingertips down her face like she’d said something profound. “No, of course not. My neighbor, an older woman whom I’ve known for years, looks after him when I have to work or go out. She’s there, but like a certain woman I know, Kevin can get into things he shouldn’t. So Mrs. Cecil probably had a hard time getting him to settle down to bed. I think I worked it out over the phone though.”

“Good.”

She took his hand and led him back to the bar. They finished their drinks, talked, danced, and had an amazing time. Fawn didn’t know when she’d enjoyed herself so much. While she was with Mackie, he was always jealous. It wasn’t as if she was trying to get other men’s attention. They sought her out on their own, each one deciding she should be with them instead of Mackie.

Being with John was different. Men still approached her like they always did, some having the nerve to tell her she shouldn’t be with a white guy. To that, she sucked her teeth and kept walking. The more aggressive ones were set in their place, but she noticed here John didn’t flash his badge so quickly. His broad shoulders and a threatening look took care of most situations. The difference between him and Mackie was that Mackie acted like she was his property, something he should be allowed to touch alone. John behaved as if he was protecting her from someone hurting her. How could she not drink that kind of sweetness in? She was finding real quick that John didn’t have to use words women normally ate up to fall in love. Just being himself reeled her in.





Chapter Five



Fawn stood behind John digging her foot in the sand. They’d stopped on impulse today to enjoy the tiny beach to the side of Lake Shore Drive. To her, it was such an odd place for a beach, but she’d been here plenty of times. She glanced up from her feet to John. He was such a good guy. He didn’t complain once when she demanded he remove his shoes and wade in the water with her.

They’d been seeing each other for two months, and she was pretty sure they were close to intimacy. First one of them would lean toward it, and the other drew back, and then the pattern reversed. It was weird because when she wanted it, she went after it, and John struck her as the same kind of person. Putting it off like this felt like they were afraid things would descend into just sex and not a budding relationship, a relationship they had never intended to fall into.

Fawn moved up behind John and encircled his waist with her arms. She rested her head on his back and closed her eyes. “This is nice, isn’t it? The sun shining, and the temperature warm without being too hot.”

“Yeah it is. It’s perfect.” She felt him peer over his shoulder at her, and she opened her eyes to look up at him. “I want to tell you about Janice and Kal.”

She gasped. “Really? What brought that on?” Every other time they spoke about important matters, John avoided the subject of his brother and his brother’s wife. Fawn never pushed, figuring if he needed to get it off his chest, fine. If not, it wasn’t her business. Sure, she was curious because their issues had affected John’s life and his decisions.

John turned and held his hand out to her. Fawn put her shoes in the other hand and took his. They intertwined fingers and began walking along the beach at a slow pace. “I don’t know. I just felt like talking about it,” he continued. “Kal had wanted to be a cop all his life, and I wanted to be just like him. After he’d been on the force for a couple of years, he met Janice. She was a legal aide. They had what you call a whirlwind courtship, and before you knew it they were married. That’s when things went downhill.”