Promiscuous

Chapter Twelve Anywhere

Quick Note: I don't want to interrupt too much with this chapter, but this one came out almost exactly the way I wanted it to. And fuck off if some of its cliche, it obviously works. =D The song fits the tone I was going for 'Fever' by Peggy Lee. Ta ta for now. Enjoy (You know when I have a small note its a good one). Love you all!

EDIT: I changed my mind. I like 'Slow' by Kylie Minogue much better. Peggy Lee fits too, but as I am typing up this while listening to music, I like Slow much better. =D Enjoy!

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Following Erin was proving to be bothersome. I knew it was time I could spend with Shane instead.

But then again, I knew where he was even though I wasn’t with him because whether I liked it or not, I felt like he was mine. I wasn’t so proud that I couldn’t admit it to myself anymore. I kept my hand still from calling or texting also because I didn’t want to seem desperate and reveal just how badly I craved Shane. At the same time I had a job to do despite that it hardly meant anything to me now.

Erin was always with Heather. At her MMA practice, out with friends. The only time she wasn’t was when she worked nights at the restaurant where she was a sous chef.  Even at home, with Shane, Heather was usually there too. That was the unknown car I discovered the first time I was out watching Shane. At one point during the week, I thought, I would have to find a way to casually ask how he deals with all the estrogen.

Of course, the day was going by very slowly. I think I have checked my watch a dozen times this last hour of surveillance I was doing on Erin. And I was taking off early to get ready for Shane’s arrival as it was. Erin and Heather were shopping at some jewelry store on Rodeo Drive. More Erin’s idea, I was sure. It also made it easier to blend in with the busier crowd.

Lately, I have found it interesting that whenever I was near Shane’s home, but not with him this week a new car has shown up and parked across the park where I usually watched from. I’ve been on this case for about two months now and am familiar with the neighborhood so I knew it was different. I made a mental note to keep an eye out. Soon, I would run out of eyes, I was already using more than the two I already had, or I was being paranoid. Ugh, I needed to get out of this heat.

I hated that I was keeping this fact about my profession from Shane. But the idea of him never speaking to me again or running on the beach with him… it terrified me. Tonight, maybe, would be a good idea to tell him, but I talked myself out of it with the excuse we both agreed no dramatic stories, just fun.

I couldn’t believe I was even considering a relationship again. So many things warred inside, logical and the illogical. The only thing that ever made sense and didn’t help with my internal war was whenever I was with him. And most of that time I couldn’t think straight anyway. His presence overwhelmed me and I reveled in it.

Deciding there was nothing more to gain by this and not who I should be following technically, I left.

Maybe I could get some filing and insurance inquiries out of the way. I have been slacking on my paperwork lately and it was beginning to pile up.

“You’re back early,” Danny called when he heard me come in.

“Yeah. Following Erin is boring. It’s obvious she prefers Heather. Figured I might catch up on paperwork instead,” I said as I walked by his office door.

“Good, because I need the insurance forms for Bledsoe soon,” he commented.

I nodded and began to retreat to my office.

“Casey,” he called before I disappeared. My mind was distracted by my plans for the evening.

“Are we good?”