Guns and Badges

By Gailoui

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Jenna Ortega, the best detective in Special Crimes, recieving a new task to uncover the true life of Emma Mye... More

Characters (Visual Look)
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
NOT A CHAPTER
Chapter 6
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14

Chapter 7

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The evening of the dinner arrived, and Jenna found herself meticulously preparing for the encounter with Emma Myers.

She chose an elegant yet professional outfit, feeling a mix of determination and apprehension as she readied herself for the night ahead.

As Jenna emerged from her apartment building, her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of a sleek Rolls Royce pulling up in front of her.

Emma was behind the wheel, her demeanor exuding confidence as she adjusted her sunglasses and smirked in greeting.

Jenna raised an eyebrow, unable to hide a slight smirk of her own, as she approached the luxurious vehicle.

Emma waved casually at Jenna, a mix of amusement and exasperation evident in her expression.

Emma greeted Jenna with a sultry smile, her voice smooth and inviting. "Well, well, Detective Ortega. You clean up nicely."

Suppressing an involuntary shiver, Jenna maintained her composure and slid into the passenger seat, clutching a bag filled with pertinent documents and case files.

"Thank you," Jenna replied, her tone businesslike despite the flutter of nerves within her.

As Jenna settled into the passenger seat of the Rolls Royce, Emma's presence seemed to fill the luxurious car with an undeniable magnetism.

Emma's playful demeanor quickly became evident as she drove, her charm punctuated by casual touches and lingering gazes.

Emma's hand casually brushed against Jenna's arm as she navigated through traffic, a teasing smile playing on her lips.

"You're looking quite stunning tonight, Jenna. I must say, it's a pleasure to have your company."

Jenna felt a rush of warmth spread through her at Emma's compliment, though she tried to maintain her professional demeanor. "Thank you, Emma. Let's focus on the task at hand, shall we?"

Emma's grin widened, her hand daringly inching closer to Jenna's thigh. "Oh, but where's the fun in that? We have all night ahead of us."

Jenna shifted slightly in her seat, her cheeks flushing slightly at Emma's boldness. "Emma, I need to discuss—"

Before Jenna could finish, Emma's touch withdrew momentarily, though her gaze remained fixed on Jenna with unmistakable interest.

"Discuss away, Detective," Emma purred, her tone suggestive.

Gathering her composure, Jenna pressed on. "I want to know more about your operation, Emma. How do you manage your network and evade law enforcement?"

Emma's expression shifted briefly, a flicker of calculation in her eyes before she returned to her playful demeanor.

"Ah, my network. It's built on trust, Jenna. People believe in me, and I take care of them. But enough shop talk for now. Let's enjoy the evening."

--

As Jenna and Emma arrived at the restobar, the ambiance of the lively establishment seemed to envelop them.

They found a secluded table, and Jenna took a moment to compose herself before launching into the discussion she had been anticipating.

"I want to understand more about your operation, Emma," Jenna began, her voice steady despite the undercurrent of tension between them.

"How do you manage your network and maintain secrecy?"

Emma's attention momentarily drifted, blurring out Jenna's words. Her gaze fixating on Jenna's lips, which were poised in concentration.

A fleeting thought crossed Emma's mind—a daring daydream of what it would be like to close the distance between them.

Despite Emma's evasive responses, Jenna persisted, determined to glean valuable insights. However, she couldn't help but notice Emma's occasional glances at her lips, a distracting and unsettling gesture that made Jenna acutely aware of their proximity.

Lost in her reverie, Emma was jolted back to reality by Jenna's assertive tone. "Emma! Are you even listening to me?"

Emma blinked, her playful demeanor returning as she met Jenna's gaze. "Of course, Detective. Please continue."

Jenna's expression tightened slightly, her patience waning. "I was asking about recent activities tied to your organization.
There's been a surge in criminal activity in specific areas."

Emma's smile faltered for a moment before she regained her composure. "Just business, Jenna. Sometimes things get... complicated."

As the evening unfolded, Jenna and Emma engaged in a delicate dance of interrogation and evasion, each subtly probing the other's intentions amid the charged atmosphere of the restobar.

Meanwhile, Emma couldn't shake the tantalizing distraction of Jenna's presence, her mind wandering briefly to the forbidden allure of what could be.

However, she quickly refocused on the task at hand, concealing her inner thoughts behind a veneer of charm and intrigue.

Despite the complexities of their interaction, Jenna remained steadfast in her pursuit of justice, while Emma harbored secrets that threatened to unravel in the face of Jenna's relentless scrutiny.

--

After leaving the restobar, Emma suggested they take a leisurely stroll through the forest under the guise of enjoying the fresh air.

The night enveloped them in a blanket of darkness, broken only by the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the swaying branches above.

Jenna, intrigued yet cautious, followed Emma's lead as they ventured into the quiet expanse of trees and shadows.

As they walked, the rhythmic crunch of fallen leaves underfoot provided a soothing backdrop to the conversation.

Emma's voice broke the tranquility of the woods with an unexpected question, delivered with a hint of playful curiosity.

"Do you have a boyfriend, Jenna?" Emma asked, her eyes twinkling mischievously in the dim light.

Jenna, caught off guard by the question, hesitated briefly before responding, her breath forming soft puffs of mist in the cool night air. "I'm actually... a lesbian."

Emma's smirk widened slightly, her playful demeanor evident as she raised an eyebrow. "Ah, I see. So, do you want a girlfriend then?"

Jenna felt a rush of surprise and uncertainty at Emma's boldness. Before she could fully process Emma's words, Emma turned around abruptly, her face now mere inches from Jenna's.

Jenna's breath caught in her throat as she leaned forward instinctively, drawn in by Emma's proximity.

But to her surprise, Emma leaned back with a mischievous smile, her eyes dancing with amusement.

"I never said myself," Emma whispered, her voice barely audible as she leaned in closer to Jenna's ear,

"My love."

Causing Jenna's heart to quicken its pace.

Jenna cleared her throat, her senses reeling from the unexpected closeness.

Emma leaned back with a smirk and sauntered back toward the path leading out of the woods.

Jenna followed, her thoughts in disarray as she tried to process the cryptic exchange with Emma. She couldn't deny the palpable tension lingering between them, nor the enigmatic allure of Emma's elusive charm.

As they emerged from the woods and returned to the road, Jenna's mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions, grappling with the unspoken undercurrents of their encounter.

The mysteries surrounding Emma Myers seemed to deepen with each passing moment, leaving Jenna both captivated and unsettled by the enigmatic woman who had effortlessly woven herself into the fabric of Jenna's investigation.

As Jenna hailed a taxi outside her office building, preparing to leave for another dinner with Emma, she felt a light touch on her hand.

Startled, Jenna glanced up to see Emma standing beside her, a mischievous grin playing on her lips.

"Jenna, before you go," Emma said, her voice low and enticing. "Could I have your number? For...another dinner next week?"

"Not for work, but...just us." Emma says with a wide grin on her red-filled face.

Jenna hesitated, her heart fluttering nervously in her chest. Before she could respond, Emma's fingers grazed hers as she deftly took Jenna's phone from her hand.

A soft shiver ran down Jenna's spine as she looked down, her cheeks flushing slightly at the unexpected contact. "Um, sure," she managed to say, her voice slightly breathless.

As Jenna watched Emma input her number into the phone, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation mingled with trepidation. Emma's playful demeanor and tantalizing presence left Jenna both intrigued and bewildered, wondering what the next encounter with Emma Myers would bring.

A/N:

LONGEST CHAPTER FOR NOWWWW!!! Next chapter, ill publish it later or tomorrow since i havent publish for a week or 2... so yeah!

Im still not sure when to publish an actual kissing chapter....BUT NOT CHAPTER 8 THO HEHE!

Probably chapter 9 or 10 so patience is key....

Maybe official smut chapter might be chapter 12............MUAHAHA

See you next chapter..........heheheheheheheheheheheheh!!!!

(Another spoiler: slight flirty Jenna 😮‍💨...ehe)

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