Jayden stood there for a long moment after the kiss—cheeks burning, lips still tingling, detective jacket suddenly feeling too tight across her shoulders. She glanced sideways at Gabriela and Samantha, both watching with warm, knowing smiles that made her want to sink through the floor.
Gabriela's grin was pure mischief. She leaned her head on my shoulder, massive tits pressing softly against my arm.
"Detective Jayden…" she teased in that sultry, melodic voice, "I thought you were already part of our little family. But it looks like I missed something delicious."
Jayden's blush deepened to a near-crimson. She ducked her head, fingers flexing around the edge of her leather jacket like she wanted to hide inside it.
"I… I just…" she stammered, voice quieter than I'd ever heard it. "He asked me… a while back… about being his… You know. I didn't say yes right away. I was scared. I have Patricia… my husband… the job… everything. But I haven't stopped thinking about it. About him."
