All Chapters of The Untitled Love Story : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I almost didn't recognise myself when the barber was done. The new haircut allowed more visibility of my ears and the side of my face, and even my jawline seemed sharper with the new cut.Turning to Falcon, I received an approving smirk as the barber dusted stands of hair off my body."Thanks Frodo." Falcon smiled as she paid him his fee."Anytime, Fi." He smiled back.So, they knew each other. That explains why she had specifically stopped here of all places."He's an old friend." Falcon said as we walked out."Was I that obvious?" I chuckled nervously."Not really, but I figured you would be curious. You are a detective after all." She replied.My tongue clicked in dissatisfaction again, I probably needed to get my head checked. Either that or I had to find some way of stopping myself from expressing dissatisfaction whenever someone else called me by my profession."You are one of those weird obsessive types, aren't you?" Falcon chuckled next to me."I am what?" I asked, confused."

Perhaps I should have mentioned it earlier, but my mind had been so focused on other things that I only remembered it when we were about to start.I didn't know how to dance, maybe I did before my memory went poof, but right that moment, I was blank. Not even muscle memory looked like it was going to work for me.Theron must have seen the conflict in my eyes, he wrapped his hands around my neck, pulling me closer."Just follow my lead." He breathed in my ear.The air from his lips sent a tingle through my skin. His eyes seemed filled with a look of accomplishment.Then he moved, and I with him. If it weren't for the fact that it was a slow dance, I would have probably tripped or tumbled on the first move.But as the dance progressed, I got familiar with the movements which added extra sync to our dance."Now you are getting it." Theron smiled."What can I say? I had a pretty good teacher." I replied with a playful shrug."I don't know about that." He chuckled."Well, I do." I whispere

I couldn't really even recall when I started kissing him back, maybe it was when I felt him pulling away or when I felt his fingers against my waist. The euphoria from the moment threatened to send me beyond cloud 9 as the warmth of his lips sent ripples across my body, and it caused a little excitement down below, but I ignored the latter. We stopped momentarily, breathing lightly as we looked in each other's eyes. A shy smile tugged his lips as his eyes fell to my chest. "Let's head to bed then." I said with a smile of my own and he nodded. That night was the first time we slept cuddled up in his bed. He pulled me close by the waist, burying his head in my chest. The scent of him teased my nose, but I no longer felt weird for craving it, so I breathed it in with the air as I closed my eyes to sleep. The next morning, I woke up to the sound of light music. I rubbed my eyes and turned to greet Theron good morning, but he wasn't in bed anymore. Groggily, I stood up from the

"Wait one second. You literally sold cocaine to a bunch of teenagers and called it baking powder?" I asked with a laugh."It's not like they weren't aware what it was, that's just the code name we have it." He shrugged."Still, baking powder? Seriously?" I was now rolling on my back."I'm glad you are finding my criminal record hilarious." He said, rolling his eyes at me.True be told, when he mentioned he wanted to tell me more about his past, specifically the bad things he had done, I was a little scared.The moment I had promised wouldn't turn me away was somewhat here and it suddenly made me aware of the weight of my promises.I guess I underestimated myself, though, because even though Theron had been a pickpocket, a hired arsonist, broken into people's homes to steal, a runner for drug dealers, and almost worked as a stripper at a club, I didn't feel bothered much.Not that I wasn't bothered or unmoved, I was scared quite alright. But I wasn't scared of Theron, I was scared for

A WEEK LATER "Thank you, detective." The captain sobbed, shaking my hand "Always happy to help." I smiled.I walked out of the building, hurrying to get away from the scene. As much as I had been eager to work, I took no satisfaction in catching pervy kidnappers. It only left me feeling disgusted.Apparently, this Freddie Moonson son of a bitch was wanted in three other states for kidnapping, harassing, and several counts of rape. When the heat got too much for him in his previous town, he must have figured Lindin was that quiet town in the US he could run to for a fresh start.Too bad his first victim happened to be the police captain's daughter. A lovely sixteen-year-old girl by the name of Vina Madison. She was a very good girl from what I had been told.The type of girl who never had anything else aside from her books and her family. If her parents had been Christians, she would have probably been in a choir or something.Which was why the captain instantly lost it when she cou