Falling in love is natural. Falling in love with a known criminal... not so much. They didn't meet in a coffee shop or by bumping into each other. They met in prison and she was his officer. -- "Why don't you come over here and sit on my lap?" He patted his thigh, his bottom lip scraped against his teeth as his eyes trailed down my covered body. "No, this is wrong." I argued, mostly to myself. "And why is this wrong?" He questioned, a familiar smirk tempting me. "Because I'm your officer. This is illegal, you could get a longer sentence and I'll get fired, what are we going to say to my boss if he finds out?" He shrugged his shoulders as he rubbed his chin. "Well I guess I could say after being in prison for two years, I would do anything to get a good fuck." -- Love never comes easy. Definitely not for Tristan and Jessica.