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"After you," he smiled and signalled for you to lead the way to your room. You entered the hotel and nodded a quick hello to the receptionist before leading him to the elevators. You couldn't believe he had actually agreed to come up to your room.

"This is fancy," Colter stated, looking around the lobby while waiting for the elevator doors to open. "Can't complain," you smiled and shrugged. The hotel was truly amazing, and you wished every stop on your book tour looked like this. The elevator sounded a ding, and the doors opened. You stepped inside, feeling Colter's hand on your lower back and a sense of disappointment when it left once he stood opposite you, leaning against the elevator wall.

"How's your head doing?" He asked with a nod, referring to the punch you had taken earlier. You had already forgotten about it, even though it would definitely become a painful bump soon. There were other things on your mind. Like the way his eyes lay on your face and the way the veins on his arm lead up to his biceps. You shrugged. You didn't want him to think you were hurt. You wanted him to think you were sexy and fine. After all, you didn't ask him up to drink crappy mini bar drinks.

"I'm fine, can't even feel it anymore," you replied and stepped closer to him, not breaking eye contact. Colter chuckled and raised a brow. He lifted his hand and gently brushed it over your temple, checking the spot you got hit. Was he actually worried? The feeling of his fingers against your skin sent a rush of goosebumps down your spine. The elevator doors opened, and you reached up to his hand and removed it from your face, holding it in yours and leading him down the hallway to your room. You opened the door to your room with your key card and led him inside.

"So, do you regret a random author forcing her way into your investigation?" You asked him with a smirk and leaned against the door to close it. Colter chuckled and turned to look at you.

"Nah, she turned out to be rather helpful." You smiled at him coming closer to you. You both knew why you had asked him up here. And the way he was looking you over made your heart beat faster.

Colter leaned down, and you could feel his breath against your earlobe. "Helps that she's really nice to look at too," he said quietly, and you couldn't help but smile. You couldn't believe he was making you gooey inside with the most basic compliment. He pulled away, and your eyes met again. He was too handsome for his own good. Colter towered over you, seemingly waiting for your permission to touch you, so you reached up to his neck and pressed your lips on his desperately, and you almost considered pulling away again and hide in the bathroom because of it. He exhaled through his nose as he instantly returned the kiss, and his lips started moving against yours. You sighed, and the tension and urge to run left your body. His big hands found their way to the dip of your waist, and his body pressed against yours, your back against the door. You deepened the kiss by letting him slip his tongue past your lips, and his hands wandered to your ass. You wrapped your arms tighter around his neck, your hands playing with his hair, and pressed your hips into his, making a low groan escape him. God, that was a sexy noise. You could feel his boner against your stomach. With a little push, Colter lifted you up by your ass, making you wrap your legs around his waist and carried you over to the bed effortlessly.

"Hang on," you breathed and pulled away just as he had reached the bed. Colter stopped a little confused and let you down gently. "I'll be right back," you smiled and pressed another teasing kiss to his lips before disappearing into the bathroom.

Colter chuckled. He watched you, or rather your ass as you walked away from him. He ran a hand over his chin and looked around the room. Some of your clothes were scattered around the room, his eyes lingered on a black lace bra dangling over a chair, and he smirked. It probably looked amazing on you. Just as he was imagining what you would be wearing underneath that black top and jeans you had on, you reentered the room. Your cheeks were flushed, and his eyes wandered over your figure. He couldn't wait to get his hands on you again and touch every inch of you.

"Sit," you commanded, and Colter raised a brow but did as he was told. He sat down at the edge of the bed and leaned back, supporting his weight with his hands on the sheets, watching you closely, to find out what you were going to do next. You smiled as he followed your order and stood in front of him, slowly lifting your top over your head. Colter immediately leaned forward, placing his hands on your waist, pulling you between his legs.

"I would have done that for you," he said, his voice low as he placed a breathy kiss on your hip. "You can help me with the pants," you replied with a smile. Colter didn't have to hear that twice. He quickly unbottened your pants and undid the zipper, hooking his fingers into the waistband and pulling it down slowly. Thank god, you wore a matching set of underwear. You stepped out of the pants and pushed them aside with your foot. Colters eyes roamed over your body like a starving man looking at a meal, making your heart beat faster. You leaned down to place a short kiss on his lips, and he was about to protest as you pulled away but closed his mouth when you kneeled down between his thighs. You maintained eye contact as you unbuttoned his jeans and undid the zipper. You grabbed his dick through the fabric of his boxers and pressed a breathy kiss on it. The imprint of his dick seemed to grow even bigger in your hand. Colter drew in a sharp breath and leaned back his forearms, supporting his torso. You smirked at his reaction and pulled down his boxers as far as his pants allowed, revealing his dick. You wrapped your hand around his shaft and licked the vein running down the underside.

"F*ck," Colter moaned, encouraging you to wrap your lips around him. You pumped up and down the length of him a few times while you let your tongue play around the tip of him. You then took in what you could, leaving your hand around what you couldn't and started bopping your head up and down. You could taste some precum and licked it away, earning a low moan from Colter. "Stop," it sounded like it took all his willpower to say it. You slowly let his cock slip out of your mouth and looked up at him, brows drawn together. He got up and pulled you to your feet, unhooking your bra behind you back and letting it fall to the floor. You ran your hands under his shirt over solid muscle and he pulled it over his head, leaving you to admire the definition of his broad chest and shoulders. The occasional scar only making him sexier. That had to be some sort of evolutional thing right? Being turned on by his signs of battle and survival. His eyes wandered from your plump lips to your bare boobs. He appreaciated every curve of your body, taking it all in.

"Lay down," it was his turn to give commands. You walked around him and lay down on the covers in only your panties. Colter pulled off his pants and shoes and climbed on top of you, his lips crashing on yours. You moaned against his lips as his hard dick pressed against your centre. The throbbing between your legs intensified. His mouth trailed to your neck, sucking on the sensitive skin, wandering down to your collarbone and boobs. He sucked in your nipple and massaged the other with his thumb. His other hand went down to your clit, slowly stroking over it, making shivers run through your core. There wouldn't have been the need for him to do all this, you were soaking already, but he kept going until your thighs trembled. You lifted your head to grab a condom from the nightstand. You wanted him now. No more teasing. You ripped it open while Colter pulled your panties down your legs, kissing his way up your thighs and along your hip bone. You watched him do so and he smirked up at you, knowing full well what he was doing to you. He moved back on top of you, connecting your lips as you rolled the condom over his cock swiftly and guided him to your entrance. He rested his forehead against yours searching for permission in your features. You held his gaze and nodded lightly while pushing your hip up against his. He slowly pushed into you, stretching you and you closed your eyes at the sensation, a breath you didn't know you were holding escaping past your lips.

Colter buried his face in your neck. You could feel his hot breath on your carotid artery. He held himself up with one hand to prevent putting his full weight on you while his other hand held your hip tightly, keeping you in place as he moved in and out of you. Your moans filled the room and his head. He couldn't get enough of your sound. You felt so good around him. One of your hands messing up his hair and the other one below his shoulder blade, nails digging into his skin.

He lifted his head to look at you and met your gaze. You gently but firmly pushed him off you and for him to lay on his back. He watched you as you climbed on top of him and slowly lowered yourself on him. His eyes fluttered shut, and a low groan escaped him. You started moving your hips back and forth, moaning at the way his cock hit just the right spot. His grip on your hips tightened and your nails dug into his chest. If you left a scar, at least it wouldn't be lonely.

"Damn, you're beautiful," Colter murmered, his eyes taking in the picture in front of him. You didn't open your eyes. You knew you were blushing, and a smile spread across your lips at the compliment. You picked up the pace in response, sending you both over the edge. You came first, and Colter followed close behind. You remained on top of him for a few moments, eyes still closed, breathing heavily. You fought the urge to collapse onto his chest and kiss him gently. That seemed like something people in relationships did, and this was a one-time thing after all. You opened your eyes to meet Colter's glance and a small smile upon his lips. You chuckled and climbed off him, laying down next to him.

"What is it?" Colter asked, getting up as you pulled the blanket over your body.

"Well, hi to you to," you said as he allowed a little bit of room between the two of you to turn on the lights.

"You could have told me you were coming," Colter said and put his gun back on the nightstand. "Then it wouldn't have been a surprise," you shrugged and dropped your bag on the bench.

"How did you know where I was?" Colter raised a brow.

"Bobby," you stated, and Colter nodded. He could have been mad at Bobby for locating him outside of a case, but then you wouldn't be there right now, and he was really happy that you were. You watched him walk back over to you. He was wearing sweats and a grey t-shirt that perfectly hugged his muscles. You let your eyes wander over the curves and veins of his biceps.

"So, what are you doing here?" he asked and placed his hands on your waist stepping close.

"I missed my boyfriend," you smiled and reached up to cup his cheek. He closed his eyes for a second at the softness of your touch. God, how he had missed it.

"That's the only reason?" He questioned.

"Are you complaining right now?" You cocked your head to the side. Colter chuckled and shook his head.

"I would never complain over your company," he leaned down to place a lingering kiss on your lips. You could have just melted right there, his hands on your hips, his lips on yours.

"I thought some company might do you good after the case," you admitted running your hand over his chest. Colter looked away from your face and nodded lightly. You were right. "And Reenie kind of asked me to check on you as well."

"Of course she did," Colter muttered and moved away from you to fill a glass with water.

"They were worried about you," you said and cocked your head. He sighed and looked at your face, studying it.

"Well, I'm fine," he finally said and leaned against the counter. You furrowed your brows. Why was he being difficult?

"Colter, it's me. You don't have to act all tough right now," you said. You closed the distance between you that he had created and stood in front of him. He sighed again. You were right again, of course. He didn't know why he was lying to you. Maybe he didn't want to seem weak in front of you, or maybe he was just trying to avoid thinking about his father any further.

"I just don't want to talk about this, I've been thinking about my dad for the past three days, I need something else on my mind," Colter pulled you closer again by your waist. You happily obliged and nodded. You knew there was no point in making him talk to you. He would once he was ready, and until then, you were happy to take his mind to a different place.

"I'm sure I can distract you a little bit," you smirked with a flirty undertone and wrapped your arms around his neck. A small smile played around his lips, and he leaned down to connect your lips with his again. They moved against yours softly. A mix of desire and comfort between you.

Colter pulled away breathless and leaned his forehead against yours. You kept your eyes closed, a tired smile lingering on your lips.

"How long did you drive for?" Colter asked and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"Like threeish hours or something, why?" you replied opening your eyes and looking into his.

"Because while still gorgeous, you look exhausted" he said with a caring smile, "So while I'd love to see you try to distract me, I think we could both use the rest first." You opened your mouth to protest but realized he was right. You were too tired to do any sort of distracting him properly from anything.

"It's fine, baby, you can distract me plenty tomorrow, I'll insist on it." Colter smiled. You sighed in defeat. "Fine, you better."

He chuckled and walked over to the bed while you picked one of his shirts from the closet to sleep in. Colter watched you undress from his spot on the bed. He might have to think his decision about just sleeping over. You smirked when you saw him watching you, his eyes on your bare legs. You turned off the lights before crawling into bed next to him into his outstretched arms. You rested your head on his chest, his hand wandering under your shirt to your waist.

"Thank you for coming." Colter whispered against your hairline. You looked up at him and he leaned down to plant a soft kiss on your lips. You cupped his stubby cheek with your hand.

"Morning," he said, his voice raspy from sleep.

"Morning," you whispered as he leaned down to plant a kiss on your lips.

"Can't believe you're still here," he said, meeting your gaze.

"I'll do you one better, I'm gonna be here tomorrow too," you smiled and cupped his cheek, pressing another kiss on his lips. "Guess I'm gonna make some coffee."

"Thank you," Colter replied and picked his phone back up, watching you climb out of bed. "Okay, Velma, what do you have for me?"

You could hear Velma telling Colter about a job he was requested for while taking two mugs out of the cabinet and looked over to him meeting his eyes on you. Colter was listening to Velma and taking some notes in a notepad. He couldn't help himself glancing over to you every other second, though. Wearing his shirt, your hair messy, your bare legs smooth, and your butt peeking out from under the hem of his shirt. If you woke up next to him like this from now on, he wouldn't need coffee anymore. Seeing you instantly made him wanna be awake with you, run his hands over your body.

He finished the call and hung up just as you walked over to him with the steaming mugs. His eyes still looked sleepy, but the look he gave you was nothing less than adoration.

"Get back in here," he commanded and put the cup down on the nightstand. You did the same and climbed back into bed, straddling his hips. He placed his hands on your thighs and just looked up at your face.

"So, where are we going?" You asked, running your hands across his chest.

"Iowa" he replied absently, taking your hand and planting a kiss on the back of it. You smiled at him. You couldn't believe that last night you had to convince him to let you come with him and now he seemed like the happiest man alive.

"Any chance we can get breakfast on the way?" You asked.

He looked at you unamused, his jaw clenched. The bouncer scoffed.

“Good evening” he nodded at Colter and waved him through. He tried not to think about what you were up to and looked around, finding his way to the bar.

“One beer please” he ordered, tapping his fingers on the bar nervously. There weren’t a lot of people inside the club. It was a Tuesday night after all. He shouldn’t have taken you with him. Two girls were dancing on poles in dessous, and another one was standing by the bar ready to bring out drinks.

“Here you go.” The bartender said.

“Thanks.” He took a deep breath and a sip of the beer. “Do you get a lot of regulars here?”

“Yeah, a bunch, but mostly on the weekends.”

“A friend of mine recommended this place, said a girl named Tina worked here, his favourite” Colter said, aware of how creepy he sounded.

“Oh, yeah, Tina, she’s a lot of guy's favourite, although I haven’t seen her in a few nights” the bartender shrugged. Colter nodded. “Seems like we got a new girl though” the bartender nodded at a side door next to the pole platforms.

Colter immediately turned his head. You had entered the room wearing a black lacey bodysuit and thigh-high sheer socks, the look finished with black heels. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to feel pissed or also kind of turned on. He cleared his throat and found a seat, watching as you made your way over to him.

“Just for the record, I hate this” he said as soon as you were close enough to hear his hushed tone. You rolled your eyes.

“Can I interest you in a lap dance?” you raised a brow at him.

“Are you enjoying this?”

“I’ll take that as a yes” you said and sat down on his lap, he instinctively put a hand on your waist. “Touching costs extra.” You added with a smirk nodding at the bouncer who was already watching you. Colter pursed his lips.

“Wait until you hear what I found out” you whispered into his ear and got up without a clue of how to actually give someone a lap dance. He watched you closely, waiting for you to share the information.

“So apparently, Tina has a few regulars, but this one guy, none of the other girls want to have anything to do with, is a little creepy” you leaned over him giving him a good look at your décolleté running your hands up his thighs slowly.

“And he comes here, you guessed it, every Tuesday, so if we’re lucky, he’ll turn up and I” you started, but he stopped you and your hands just before his crotch.

“And you what? Give him a lap dance and ask him if he’s seen our missing girl?” he really did hate this. You moved your hands away and walked behind him, gently massaging his neck and leaning down to his ear.

“No, I’m gonna take him into one of the private rooms and you’ll join us for questioning.” Colter nodded in relief.

“Fine.” He agreed and relaxed a little at the thought that you weren’t planning on giving any other guy a lap dance tonight. Just then, the door opened, and a guy with dark hair walked in.

“That’s him” you said as you recognized the scar on his cheek that the girl who showed you around backstage had described when she told you to stay clear of him.

“See you soon” you whispered into Colter’s ear and slowly made your way towards the guy. Colter watched you closely. He was thinking. If that guy was here hoping to see Tina, he wasn’t the one to have taken her. Unless he knew he wouldn’t find her and had come for another reason. Find another girl? Keep up appearances?

You shortly talked to him, giving him your most flirtatious smile and the guy with the scar seemed to take the bait. How could he not? You looked absolutely stunning and if it were any other situation with you looking like that, Colter wouldn’t have kept his hands off of you for a single moment. Hell, if you hadn’t been in a strip club, you would be out of your little outfit by now, moaning his name.

He watched as you confidently led the guy away behind the pole platforms, and he tensed up as he saw one of the guy’s hands wander to your ass. That was his cue to follow you. He walked down the corridor with multiple doors and followed you to the one he had just seen close in time. He pulled out his gun before opening the door in a swift movement but was taken aback when he saw you leaning against a dresser, and the guy cuffed to a chair.

“Hey this is a private room” the guy called out.

“Yeah, and whatever you thought was gonna happen, won’t” Colter said putting his gun away and closing the door behind him.

“Nice job” he told you and took of his jacket to wrap it around your shoulders. You smiled at him and accepted the clothing.

“Now, let’s talk about Tina” Colter pulled up a chair and sat opposite the guy. You watched Colter question him and added a thing here and there. The result of the conversation was that he had seen Tina argue with a male coworker. He had slapped her face, and he hadn’t seen Tina again that night. That was a week ago, a few days before she had disappeared. Colter seemed satisfied with the information and took your hand to leave.

“Hey, are you not gonna uncuff me?” the guy called out.

“Nah, that’s for laying hands on my girlfriend” Colter replied and led you away. Your heart skipped a beat at hearing him call you “his girlfriend”. You showed him the way to the back door and picked up your clothes on the way.

It had gotten cold outside, and you instantly started shivering as you stepped outside. Colter pulled you into his side as you walked to his car.

“I’m never taking you to work with me again” he sighed in desperation.

“Oh, come on, it wasn’t that bad. There was barely anyone in there” you replied, chuckling.

“You didn’t know that” he retorted in disbelief.

“Who are you jealous of?” you asked with a smirk as Colter opened the passenger door for you.

“Noone, I just want to be the only one who gets to see you in an outfit like that” Colter replied, nodding at your dessous, still holding you close.

"Hey C, you okay?" Bobby asked raising his brows at him.

Colter cleared his throat, ripping his glance away from you.

"Yeah, of course" Colter replied and took another sip to fight the urge to stare at you again. You walked over to the rest of the group, greeting everyone.

"Hey, Colter" you smiled and hugged him. He swallowed hard as he felt your warmth wrap around him. Your arms wrapped around his neck, and he instinctively wrapped his around your waist, pulling himself together to not bury his face in your hair and breath in your scent. He wanted you closer. You pulled away, and he instantly wanted to pull you back in.

"Hi" he finally replied and Reenie was already eyeing him with a raised brow as if she knew exactly what he was thinking.

The man you had walked in with reached out his hand and Colter took it but his features had hardened.

"Hi, I'm Josh" the guy introduced himself.

"Colter" he said dryly, his eyes wandering to Joshs other hand which was on your lower back.

"Okaay, who's hungry?" Bobby asked loudly. He wasn't the only one to notice the tension. Everyone agreed, relieved at the distraction, and Reenie brought out various snacks.

You could feel Colters look on you the whole evening. He tried stopping himself from watching you but just couldn't bring himself to it. His jaw clenched every time he saw Josh touching you or making you laugh. Who was that guy to get to be closer to you than he was?

He followed you with his eyes as you walked over to him. His eyes wandering over your figure.

"Reenie did good in here, huh?" You asked him, gesturing around the room. He forced his eyes away from you and looked around the room.

"He your boyfriend?" Colter said, ignoring your question and pointing to Josh with his beer.

You sighed, shaking your head. "No, he is not." Colter raised his brow at you. The knot in his stomach started untangling.

"He's not?"

"No, we went out a few times but that's it" you shrugged. Colter nodded. More untangling.

"So why does he keep putting his hands on you?" Colter asked, pressing his teeth together but avoiding your glance. You mustered his face.

"Why didn't you call me back?" You asked, this time you ignoring his question. Colter turned his face to look at you but couldn't find a good answer. There was none. There was no excuse for him not taking your calls or calling back. The last time you had seen him, you had gone out to dinner. There was no sex, not this time, but it didn't matter. You had just talked until morning, fallen asleep in the Airstream, and the next morning were awoken by your friend calling in panic because you would miss your flight. You had disappeared in a hurry, leaving Colter alone with the roller coaster of emotions. And feelings for you.

"Uhm... I had a lot of jobs" he mumbled, knowing it was the lamest excuse he could have come up with.

You huffed. "Right." You nipped your wine, looking away from his handsome face.

"I'm sorry" he sighed, trying to get you to turn your eyes back to him. He hated that you were unhappy with him.

"Hey Y/N, I gotta get going, you know, early morning, you coming with?" Josh had appeared next to you.

"We're kind of in the middle of something here" Colter grumbled and you shot him a look.

"Oh yeah, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. It's just that we came here together, and I was gonna drive her home" Josh explained, completely missing Colters tone.

"I can take her home" Colter said, his face still stern. You scoffed and pulled Colter a step back at his arm because he had seemed to grow broader in front of Josh.

"It's okay, Josh, thank you for coming with me, I'll see you tomorrow" you smiled at him and gave him a hug. He happily hugged you back, completely oblivious to Colters displeased grunt. Bless him, you thought.

"It was nice meeting you man" Josh said and stretched out his hand. Colter shook it but didn't say anything. Josh walked away, saying goodbye to the rest of the little group.

"You can't act like this" you called him out.

"Like what?" Colter asked, his brows pulled together.

"Like you're my boyfriend or something, like you're jealous, but then you can't even return a simple phone call" you threw your free hand in the air in frustration.

"Y/N..." Colter started but you cut him off.

"You know Colter, it doesn't matter" you sighed in defeat. You looked at him again, his brows were drawn together. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't tell you what he was thinking, how he was feeling. He couldn't admit that his skin was still simmering from where you had pulled him away from Josh. He knew it wasn't fair how he had treated him. And yes, he was jealous that this random man got to spend more time with you and made you laugh. You walked away from him towards Reenie.

"Oh, what did you do?" Bobby teased, but Colter didn't have a bold reply. He just took another sip of his beer.

"Shit, C" Bobby sighed, interpreting his silence.

"Yeah" Colter sighed.

You lingered a little longer, but Colter could see that the fun of the party had left your face. When he saw that you were giving out your goodbyes, his heart sank. He did not want to leave you like this. Especially since you never knew when you would see each other again. He crossed the room quickly, and you looked at him a little surprised.

“Can I take you home?” he asked quietly, his eyes pleading. You sighed. You couldn’t help but want him to and you could save the money for a cab.

“Fine, but only because I hate cab rides” you agreed with pursed lips. Lips he couldn’t help but think of kissing. He said his goodbyes and you left the office together. You reached the parking lot in silence. Colter was trying to build up his courage.

“You want to know why I didn’t call you back?” he said as you reached the car.

You looked up at him, your brows drawn together. “Whatever Colter.” You didn’t want to hear another excuse.

“I was confused after our dinner.”

“Confused?”

“Yes, before, this…” he gestured between the two of you, “was casual, you know, flirting, sex, really good sex I may add.” You smirked at him. “And then we went for dinner, and it was a great dinner, because afterwards I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” Colter took a deep breath.

“And then why didn’t you call me back? Because usually after a great date, I get a call from the guy telling me what a great time he had and that he wants to see me again” you asked, biting the inside of your lip.

“Because… I was afraid to fall for you even more, and because it wouldn’t have been fair to you, because I’m not the guy that sticks around.”

“So, you thought it would be fair to me to just ignore me and make me feel…” your lip was trembling, and you looked away from his face.

“No, but I thought it would be easier for you to forget me. If I’m just the asshole that stopped calling.”

“You really are an asshole” you stated. He nodded and searched your face for more. You stepped closer to him. “But it turns out I have a thing for assholes.” You closed the distance between you and gently brushed your lips to his, not sure if he would kiss you back even though he basically just admitted to being in love with you. Colter breathed out through his nose and pulled you closer by your waist, your hands tangled up in his hair. He deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist and spinning you so that your back was against his car. He pulled away to catch a breath, his forehead against yours.

"You know if you'd tell me these things we could actually talk about them instead of just cutting me off" you said, your hand on his cheek. He looked at you and you could see the pain in his eyes.

"You deserve someone who sticks around" he said, putting some distance between your faces but not your bodies, as if his mind couldn't win against his bodies need for yours.

"Let me decide what I deserve" you replied, your head tipped to the side. One side of his lips tipped into a smile. "For now, I think I deserve an apology for you not calling me back and I'd prefer if that apology included a bed and you losing at least this shirt."

An hour later you pulled up to a silver Airstream trailer on a dirt road outside of the city. It was almost 2am. You had never seen it before. The last time you met Colter, which was also the first time, you had hooked up in your hotel room. His ridiculously big GMC Sierra was parked in front of it, confirming you were in the right place.

You parked your car behind it and walked up to the Airstream. Colter had already seen you pull up and opened the door for you. His face lit up when he saw the smile on your face.

“Come in” he smirked, holding his hand out; he was still wearing the suit, but his tie was loosely hanging from his collar. You climbed up the steps and looked around. The inside of the trailer was cozier than you had expected. Colter closed the door behind you.

“Do you want a beer?” he asked taking a sip from his own.

“Sure” you replied still inspecting the trailer. It was warm inside and it smelled like Colter. A scent of wood, herbs, vanilla and citrus wrapped around you, making you feel at ease. You took the beer Colter was holding and leaned against the table. Colter sat down on his bed.

“How did it go?” you asked regarding the reunion of the family Colter had worked for.

“Great, I think she’s gonna be okay” he nodded.

“You’re doing a good thing.” You praised him. “Helping all these people.”

“I like to think so” he replied.

“I know so.”

Colter couldn’t help but smile at your approval. He felt comfortable with you.

“You know, I was hoping you’d still be wearing this dress” he smirked sizing you up, his eyes following the way the dress hugged your body. You hadn’t changed out of it, partly because you had seen his look at you in it before. You had exchanged your heels for sneakers, and it didn’t quite add up to the whole look, but you’d be out of the shoes and the dress soon anyways.

“Can’t really blame your professor for staring” he continued to flatter you.

“Except it’s not really appropriate to look at a former student like that” you huffed taking a sip of the beer. Colter got up walking towards you, putting his beer down on the counter.

“Thanks again for saving my life” he said with a breathy voice when he was only a few inches away from you. You took a shaky breath.

“You’re welcome” you almost whispered, watching Colters face closely. His eyes were looking back and forth between your eyes and lips. Your heartbeat fastened. He closed the distance between you, leaning in but not all the way as if to wait for you to close the final distance to give him permission to kiss you. You did, and your lips met his softly. He tasted like beer and mint. One of his hands found its way to the small of your back, pulling you closer to his body. The warmth of him immediately wrapped around you. His other hand took your beer bottle from you and set it down on the table behind you. Your hand once again found its way to the back of his neck, just like it did in the professor’s office. The other hand rested on his biceps, feeling the muscles flex under the fabric.

He pulled away his breath heavy. His lips wandered to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses. You hummed in pleasure, your hand buried in his hair.

“I’ve been thinking about getting you out of this dress, the moment I saw you tonight” Colter whispered, his pupils dilated.

“What are you waiting for?” you asked looking up at him, your face flushed. His eyes darkened with desire and his lips crashed with yours, hungrier this time. You pushed the suit jacket from his broad shoulders and pushed him backwards towards the bed. He helped you with unbuttoning his shirt and pulled away for a moment to take it off, giving you a second to take in his bare muscular chest, watching his muscles flex, as he swirled you around.

You drew air in sharply as his hot breath met the delicate skin of your neck, and you tilted your head to give him better access as he lightly sucked on your skin. He slowly unzipped your dress and unclasped your bra. He slid your dress and bra straps over your shoulders, exposing your chest. Colter continued to place kisses on your neck and shoulders. One of your hands reached up to his head, your nails scraping over his scalp. He cupped your boobs with both hands lightly circling your nipple with his thumb. You turned back around in his embrace, stepping out of your dress and shoes, pushing him to sit down at the foot of the bed. He watched you climb on top of him, straddling his lap in nothing but a black lace thong. His hands ran up your spine, leaving goosebumps. He buried one of them in your hair, which had fully resolved from the bun that had been there earlier and pulled your face to his to reconnect your lips. You slowly started grinding your hips on top of his and could already feel his boner against you. A low moan escaped his throat, amplifying the throbbing in your pussy. Scooting back a little you unbuttoned Colters pants, but he stopped your hands. He wanted to lead this time, he wanted to make you feel good with him. He led both your arms back around his neck for you to hold on and with a swift movement, his strong arms around your waist, flipped you on your back, him now leaning over you. You breathed shakily and moaned a little as his mouth trailed down to your chest. He stopped at your nipple and sucked on it, his tongue circling. With his hand he stroked over the other one. He slowly moved further down your stomach, his breath causing goosebumps. He kneeled on the ground at the foot of the bed pulling your core closer to him. He placed a kiss on your pantie covered clit with a low hum, before pulling it down your legs, kissing the inside of your thighs.

You moaned again, making Colter smile.

“Keep making that noise” he hummed. He placed himself in between your legs, placing your legs over his shoulders and his hands firmly on your hips. You drew in a sharp breath as his mouth met the sensitive skin of your clit and he started sucking on it. First gently, then massaging it with his tongue sending waves of pleasure to your core.

“F*ck” you moaned, throwing your head back and burying one of your hands in his hair, the other one gripping the sheet. Colter replied with another low hum and the vibration spread through you. He slipped one finger inside of you easily. It turned him on even further feeling how wet you were for him and added another finger stroking your walls, that clenched around him. Your legs trembled, and you lifted your hips, begging for more. He quickened the pace in which he moved his fingers in and out of you, his tongue running through your folds hungrily. You breathed heavily getting closer to your climax. Colter had to pull himself together to not start touching himself to your pleasure. He wanted to make you cum first before allowing himself to feel the pleasure of f*cking you to a second orgasm. Your moaning intensified.

“Don’t stop” you breathed. He wasn’t planning to anyway and kept going until he felt you clench and pulse around his fingers. Your fingernails scraped over his scalp, lightly pulling on his hair. The pressure in your core came to a peak, and Colter looked up at you, throwing your head back and moans crossing your lips. He pulled out his fingers as you had come down and finally took off his pants. Your eyes followed his every move and wandered from his lust filled eyes to his muscular chest and abs and down to his dick.

You scooted away from the edge of the bed as Colter crawled over you in between your spread legs. You reached down to his dick pumping up and down a few times as his lips crashed on yours. He moaned into the kiss, biting your lip as he pulled away heavily breathing. He reached over to his nightstand and pulled out a condom from the drawer.

“Let me” you whispered, taking it from him. While you fumbled with the packaging his lips came back to working the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving little marks. You reached between your legs, pumping his cock a few times before rolling down the condom. He groaned in your neck and slipped his cock through your wet folds a few times before guiding it to your entrance. He lifted his head looking into your eyes, his pupils dilated, cheeks flushed and breath heavy. You met his gaze with a soft nod.

He slowly pushed inside you and locked your lips again, drowning your moan. He gave you a moment to adjust to his size, rubbing your already sensitive clit in the meantime. You pressed your hips into his, signalling him that it was okay to move, and he didn’t loose a second but rather started thrusting into you. At first slow and steady but quickly picking up the pace as he grew closer to his own orgasm burying his face in the crook of your neck, whispering curses into your ear.

“Colter” you panted making him pause and looking at you, breathing heavily.

“Lay down” you commanded nodding at the space beside you. He smirked, following your order. You straddled his lap and lowered yourself on him. Colters hands dug into your hips. You started moving on top of him, throwing your head back in pleasure, feeling his dick pulsate inside you hitting your G-spot. He groaned in pleasure moving his hips with yours. Your nails dug into his chest as you quickened the pace to bring yourself and him closer to your climaxes. It didn’t take long to send both of you over the edge. Feeling your walls clenching around his dick and seeing your face in pleasure caused Colter to not being able to hold it in any longer. You could feel his dick twitch inside you and looked down at him, his eyes closed as he tried to steady his breath. His hands were still holding onto your thighs, steadying them as they trembled from your orgasm. You leaned over him planting a soft kiss on his lips, which he returned with a smile.

He opened his eyes as you pulled away and sat up, you still on top of him. You climbed off him, falling back in the sheets. That was even better than the first time. He got up, cleaned himself up and gave you a towel to do the same. You wiped away your own wetness.

“I’m glad you came over” Colter smirked leaning down to you his face only inches from yours.

“Yeah, me too” you replied once again connecting your lips for a soft sensual kiss. He pulled away with a smile, grabbing his beer from the counter and finishing it in one gulp.

“Can you grab me my phone from my purse?” you asked him. You ran your hands through your hair and pulled the blanket over your naked body, now that Colter wasn’t close to you anymore it had gotten colder. He saw you covering up and pouted walking over to you, handing you your phone. You checked if you had any messages, you didn’t but then again it was just past 3am. Colter lied down beside you, crawling under the blanket with you, checking his own phone on the nightstand for the time. He held out his arm for you to scoot closer. You put your phone aside and propped your head up on your hand.

“You know, if I keep helping you with doing your job, you’ll have to start sharing the reward with me” you smirked running your fingers over his chest in little patterns.

“Oh, and I thought I just made us even” Colter replied huskily.

“Oh no, that was for me saving your life, for getting you the information to find Jessie, you still owe me” you elaborated, and Colter left out a raspy laugh.

“I’ll treat you to dinner next time” he said absently stroking your lower back with his fingers.

“Y/N?” Colter didn’t expect to see you again so soon. The last time he had seen you which was also the first time you had met, was a couple hundred miles away. You had helped him with a case because you knew some details about a woman who had disappeared. The end of the job had resulted in the two of you hooking up at your hotel room. He had to suppress a smile while thinking of that night.

“You clean up nicely” you complimented him, eying his black-tie look. He looked damn handsome. You also couldn’t help but remember how his hands roamed all over your body the last time you had seen him.

“Well, you’re one to talk, you look stunning” his gaze wandered over your body. Having him look at you like this was so much better than your professor. You were wearing a black evening dress with a slit and a modest neckline. Your hair was gathered in a bun at the back of your neck. Your make up was stronger than usual.

Colter cleared his throat. “I didn’t expect to see you here” he said and took a sip from his beer.

“I could say the same” you replied with raised brows.

Colter moved a little closer to you. You could smell his cologne. “I’m looking for a student, she went missing three days ago and I’m pretty sure her professor has her locked up somewhere” he told you in a hushed tone.

“Why would he do that?”

“Because they had an affair and she threatened to tell” he explained, taking another sip of his beer as if they were talking about the weather.

“Which professor?”

“Cameron Rodney, he teaches History” Colter said. “I thought he would be here, and I could follow him to wherever he keeps her.”

“I think I know where his office is” you thought aloud.

“Well, shoot” Colter said eagerly.

“If anything, I’ll show you, you won’t find it without me, took me weeks to find my way through this place.”

“Y/N…” he started but you interrupted him. He didn’t want to put you in danger, like the last time you helped him with a job.

“No point in arguing Colter” you stated and took the bottle from his hands, put it on the counter and lead him away from the crowd. He sighed and followed you into the hall, unable to not glance at your ass.

“You know you didn’t tell me what you were doing here” he said as he caught up with you.

“I was invited. I studied here and a friend of mine works here now, so he makes sure I get invited to the events with free booze and food” you smiled. Colter nodded amused. You took a few turns and walked down another corridor.

“This should be it” you said pointing to a door. A sign on the door confirmed what you said. Colter rattled the doorknob; it was locked of course. He took a few steps back.

“Hey, hey, you’re not going to kick the door in” you said your hand on his chest to hold him back. Colter rolled his eyes.

“Do you have a better idea?”

“Do you not know how to pick a lock in your line of work?”

“I do, but I don’t have any tools with me” he shrugged.

“Good thing, you have me” you smiled and pulled out two bobby pins from your updo, releasing a few strands of hair. “Will this work?”

Colter took them and started picking the lock, it took a few minutes but eventually it clicked, and the door opened. You followed him inside and silently closed it behind you. He pulled out a flashlight and started looking around.

“What exactly are we looking for?” you asked using your phone as a flashlight.

“Anything that might tell us where he is keeping her” Colter told you going through folders on a sideboard. Minutes passed as the two of you kept searching the office for hints.

“You know…”

“Sshh, someone’s coming” Colter whispered, putting a finger to his lips, so you would keep quiet. He looked around the room to find a place to hide the both of you. Your heart began beating faster. The steps in the hallway grew closer. Colter cursed at the lack of hiding spots in the room, but you had a better idea.

“Okay, come here” you commanded, seating yourself on the desk and pulling him in between your legs before loosening his tie.

“What are you…” he started but you stopped him by pulling his face to yours. It was like the air was kicked out of his lungs when you pressed your lips on his. His hands instinctively found their way to your thighs on either side of him, while your own hand was cupping his cheek, and the other one was pulling him close at his neck, buried in his hair. The door to the office opened, and the light turned on.

“Hey, this is a private office, get out of here” a security guy said shaking his head at the two of you. You pulled away from Colter in a hurry, got up and adjusted your dress. Colter cleared his throat and turned around.

“We’re really sorry” he said huskily and took your hand to lead you out of the room, your face flushed and with a smile on your lips. As soon as you stepped out of the building and headed towards Colter’s car, he looked at you, smirking.

“Good idea” he pursed his lips.

“Thank you” you winked at him. “I’d say this was a success.”

“We didn’t really find any evidence” Colter frowned.

“Check your pocket” you simply said with a proud smile. Colter pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and smirked when he saw what it was.

“So that was what your hand was doing there, I thought you were going for something else.”

“I still might.” You gave Colter a playful look and headed for the passenger side door.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Colter asked his brows drawn together.

“You didn’t think I would just find the location for you and then not come check it out, did you?” you asked in disbelief.

“Well, don’t you have to get back inside?”

“And do what? Let myself be gawked at by my former professor for a little longer?” you scoffed.

“I don’t want you to get hurt” his expression turned soft.

“Don’t worry, I can handle it, I have last time” you smiled, opening the door. Colter sighed, climbing into the driver’s seat.

“No, last time, you got one over the head” he scoffed and started the car. You rolled your eyes at him.

A few minutes passed. His phone lit up with an incoming call: Bobby.

“Hey Bobby, talk to me” Colter answered the phone on loudspeaker.

“Hey C, so I can’t find anything connecting our guy to these offices he is renting according to that receipt” Bobby sighed.

“He’s probably paying cash for it, no point in having a secret office if anyone can track you there” you suspected.

“Who’s this?” Bobby asked.

“Y/N Y/L/N” you introduced yourself.

“Y/N is helping me out” Colter added.

“Hang on, Y/L/N as in the author of…” Bobby concluded.

“Yup” you interrupted him.

“That’s awesome, any chance you can send me a signed copy of your latest book, I couldn’t get my hands on it yet” Bobby asked.

“Sure, I…”, Colter interrupted you, “Listen guys, I hate to break up this wholesome fan moment, but we do actually have a missing girl to find.”

“Sorry C, I don’t have anything for you, not even his phone was at the building.”

“Okay, thanks B, I’ll let you know if we need anything.”

“I’ll have Colter send you my number” you hurried to say before Colter could hang up.

You arrived at the building complex a few minutes later.

You followed Colter quietly, which was a task in itself since you were wearing heels. You made it up to the office. The door was locked, and Colter shot you a questioning glance, you nodded in approval. He kicked it open and entered his gun raised. The room was empty.

“Sh*t” he cursed and ran his hand through his hair.

“It doesn’t make sense” you said looking around the room. It was basically empty except for a desk, chair and cupboard. You walked to the cupboard and rattled the handle, it was locked. You looked at Colter and saw you were both thinking the same thing. There was something in there he didn’t want to be found. Colter walked over to you and with a strong pull the lock ripped. The cupboard didn’t have a back panel, instead it was placed to cover a door to a storage room. On the ground was a bag.

“This doesn’t look like it belongs to Professor Rodney” you stated the obvious. You exchanged glances with Colter.

“Call 911” he said, and you fished out your phone stepping a few steps away from him. He kicked in the door and shone his flashlight inside. A girl was cowering in the corner looking up in panic. You could hear Colter say softly “It’s okay, your father hired me to find you, I’m here to take you home.” Your heart fluttered at how caring his voice was and watched him help the girl out of the closet and over to the chair. You gave the police your location and what had happened and hung up, heading over to the student.

“Hi, I’m Y/N, you’ll be okay” you tried comforting her with a smile. She looked absolutely exhausted but nodded. Colter sighed and watched you, taking his phone out. You could see that he was frustrated that you hadn’t found the professor responsible.

“Colter!” you called out. It was only a split second in which you saw a metallic reflection behind him and with instincts you didn’t know you had pushed him aside, both of you tumbling to the ground. A bang followed by a shattering noise and a scream echoed through the empty room. Colter recovered quickly and took a single shot himself. He hit the shooter in his right shoulder making him drop his gun and stumble backwards. Colter got up quickly, kicking the gun away and planting himself in front of you and the girl.

“Don’t even think about moving” Colter growled at the professor, then glancing down to you.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice immediately softer.

“Yeah” you said getting up and walking over to the girl taking her hand.

You waited until the police came and cuffed Rodney and lead the girl outside. You followed them outside and to Colter’s car.

“What were you thinking?” Colter called out.

“Excuse me?” you retorted turning around to him in disbelief.

“Throwing yourself in front of a bullet? Are you f*cking crazy?” Colter replied still agitated.

“Oh, I’m sorry, here I was thinking I just saved your life” you threw your hands up in defence.

“You could have caught a bullet.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t. Starting to regret not letting you catch one though.” You scoffed. Colter sighed his jaw clenched. You tilted your head anticipating his response with raised brows. He bit his lip.

“Thank you” he finally replied, taking a step closer to you.

“Was that so hard?” you smiled, the anger leaving your face. You couldn’t have stayed mad at him anyways.

“I'll take you back to your car” he said and opened the passenger door for you. You nodded and climbed in.

He wasn’t used to someone risking their life for his, it was usually the other way around. He threw glances at you the whole drive over to the university where your car was parked. He pulled up next to it.

“So, this is goodbye?” you asked Colter trying to read his face.

“Well, um… I want to see Jessie home” he replied.

“And collect your reward?”

“It’s not about that.”

“Right” you nodded, not ready to say goodbye to him.

“I’ll tell you what, I’ll make sure Jessie gets home and then meet you at your place in an hour” he suggested, a cocky sparkle in his eyes.

“Oh, no” you laughed, causing a look of confusion on Colters face, his smile fading. “I’m staying with my parents so, no. But… send me the location of your trailer and I’ll meet you there in an hour.”

Colter scratched his beard and nodded, the smile returning to his lips. “Deal.”