Deep in the Night Ch. 08

Just then, the weekend deputy piped up, "What am I supposed to tell all these people who are calling?"

"I'll handle it." Jordan stated. She exited the office and announced loudly to everyone as she walked through the hallway, "Any more leaks to the press and I'm launching an internal investigation!"

She plopped herself in a chair in the conference room and called out, "Can someone bring me some coffee? Please." Every light on the phone was lit and with a sigh she picked it up and began the monotonous task. For the next several hours, Jordan answered calls non-stop. Most were from mothers and elderly citizens concerned with catching a bug. She reassured all of them that the victim's illnesses were isolated and not contagious.

Midway through the morning, a bizarre male caller said, "You know, Agent Connor, if you had allowed me to assist you, this never would have happened in the first place."

"Who is this?" Jordan asked. But the man continued, "I only propose to suggest that which is within the realms of possibility."

"Excuse me?"

"Benevolence and weakness are joined at the hip. To obtain strength requires knowledge and deception."

"Explain that to me." Jordan tried to draw out the caller and keep him talking.

"I am sorry, Agent Connor. I really must go. But, I promise to thank you in my acceptance speech when I am awarded the Nobel Prize."

The line went dead as the man hung up. Jordan immediately tried to retrieve the number of the last incoming call, but it was too late. She'd check the computer records later. Already additional calls were coming in to the other lines. For several moments, Jordan tuned out the ringing phone to make sense of the strange call. I wonder if that was the killer. Perhaps he is the one attempting to create a new bacterial species and thinks he will be awarded the Nobel Prize.

She decided to take a break and snuck out the rear of the building. Stretching and rubbing her neck, she dialed Raven's number on her cell phone. After their sweet conversation, she felt much better, particularly since they made arrangements to enjoy dinner together...again.

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It seemed that most of the citizens of Shawnee showed up for the press conference along with the a few journalists who were in town. Jordan was pleased with the doctor's statements to the press; they managed to allay people's fears in a professional manner. Eventually, the volume of phone calls shrank and quiet was restored to the sheriff's office by late afternoon. Jordan presumed the whole incident might influence the killer to make a move. He might feel pressured to flee or turn himself in now that his true motivation had been made public. She sensed an imminent change in the case. But for the present moment, it was back to playing the waiting game.

As Jordan arrived at the Shawnee Inn at the end of a very long day, she began to relax and let the stress of the day drain away. But she was left with fatigue. Entering Raven's kitchen door, she fell into the arms of the dark haired woman exclaiming, "God you're a sight for sore eyes."

Raven held her close, "Did you have a bad day?"

"Not exactly. She just sat and answered about a thousand calls about that newspaper article. Lead a press conference this afternoon. It was sort of draining trying to calm all those people. I guess now it's my turn to be the tired one."

"Then let Raven take care of you baby. I have a tasty, hot meal prepared and I would love to give you a massage tonight, but I can't." She held up her bandaged hand.

"I promise when I get the bandage off..." Jordan's eyes were closed as she just stood close to Raven, cheek-to-cheek, "That's okay darling. Right now I just want to stand here with you like this, for a while."

As they stood, the kitten greeted Jordan by rubbing against her legs. Jordan looked down and smiled. The sun was just hitting the horizon and it cast a cozy, orange glow in the warm kitchen through the back door window. Jordan smelled something delicious coming from the stove and she was left with a comforting feeling.

I feel like I have come home. The second the thought entered her mind, her eyes popped open. She realized with wonder that she must be falling for Raven because she couldn't think of anywhere else in the world she would rather have been at that moment. The thought brought peace and contentment with it.

"Raven..." she started softly.

"Yes, love?" Jordan never finished her statement; her lips began to graze the sensitive skin of Raven's neck and Raven turned to head to put her lips to Jordan's. They kissed longingly and Jordan's lips parted as an invitation for Raven's silken tongue. Raven felt a surge of desire at Jordan's need and she sensuously entered Jordan's mouth to be greeted instantly by the other woman's tongue. She pulled Jordan even closer and moaned at the luxurious kiss.

Jordan drew back to get a breath and gasped, "I want to make love with you." A thrill descended Raven's spine and now she took a turn exploring Jordan's throat and neck, licking the delicate flesh. Jordan's eyes rolled shut and her head tilted back to give herself over to Raven's smooth lips and wandering tongue.

In between kisses, Raven sighed, "I've been waiting for this moment Jordan."

"Me too baby." Jordan moaned, "But something occurred to me tonight."

Raven lifted her lips from Jordan's throat and Jordan lowered her head to look into the dark, hungry eyes.

Her arms encircled Raven's neck and she took a deep breath before saying, "When I walked in here tonight, I felt...well...I can't explain it, but I feel so comfortable with you, like you understand me and I know that I want to be with you. I think...I mean...I know that I'm falling for you."

Raven buried her face in Jordan's hair and caressed her back lovingly, replying, "I've wanted you from the first moment I saw you and I can promise you I feel the same way about you." She thought about what she just said and knew it was a sincere statement. Jordan brought her patience and consolation; she felt like she had known Jordan for years. With the confession of their mutual sentiments, they resumed the kiss with a renewed vigor.

But now it became almost desperate as they both reached a new, exciting level in their relationship and making love was inevitable. Their moans increased as each woman took turns letting their lips and tongues travel over the other's neck, ears and mouth.

They were caught up in abandoned pleasure and neither of them noticed a smoky aroma that had begun penetrating throughout the apartment until a loud, irritating buzz pierced the quiet evening.

"What the...?" Raven pulled away and Jordan yelled to her, "The stove!" A pot spewed billows of smoke up from its burning contents and Raven ran to it and grabbed it with her good hand and tossed it into the sink. She turned on the faucet and a great hiss issued forth and clouds of steam rose upward. Opening a narrow utility cabinet between the wall and the refrigerator, Raven pulled out a broom and began knocking the handle against a smoke detector on the ceiling.

"Raven, I don't think you need to hit it!" Jordan yelled above the buzzing. But, she kept it up until she had knocked off the plastic cover, which fell to the floor and broke into several pieces. But, at least the buzzing stopped.

"I think you killed it." Jordan observed.

Raven angrily shoved the broom back into the closet and muttered sarcastically, "Well, that's just great!" She saw Jordan now doubled over with laughter and demanded, "What are you laughing at? I ruin dinner two nights and a row and you think it's funny?"

"You didn't ruin anything." Jordan said between laughs. "It's not your fault. I shouldn't have distracted you."

Raven turned off the water faucet and looked at the blackened remains of what was once rice pilaf. "I'm sorry Jordan. I just can't seem to pull off a good meal lately."

Jordan walked up behind Raven and slipped her arms around the front of stomach, leaning in against her back. "It's okay, darling. I wasn't that much hungry. Besides, I had other things on my mind."

"Like what?" Raven asked.

"Like...wondering what you would taste like."

Jordan's comment renewed Raven's lust and she turned in Jordan's arms, "I am about to let you find out, love."

Her fingers went to Jordan's blouse and she fumbled trying to unbutton it while trying to kiss Jordan at the same time. After getting one button open, she placed her mouth on the warm flesh that had been just been previously covered by the buttoned blouse. While kissing there, she managed to get the next button open and Jordan's feminine, white bra was exposed. Jordan watched as Raven worked her way down and the blouse was completely unbuttoned hanging loose.

"Oh, my God." Jordan moaned as Raven's kissed and licked her abdomen, trembling and quivering with anticipation. She grasped Raven's head and pulled her back up till they were face to face. Covering Raven's mouth with her own, she kissed her hard and plunged her tongue into Raven's mouth, thrusting with deep but tender strokes.

Raven's hands slid around her torso and embraced Jordan closely with her arms underneath the back of the blouse. Their knees became weak as they allowed themselves to be consumed by sexual desire. For they both had been alone for a long time; searching and waiting for that special day when someone would come into their lives and make them complete and satisfied. That day had arrived and the consummation of their affection and love was about to be realized.

Jordan tingled all over and a wet heat ached between her legs. Her hands involuntarily moved to Raven's bottom grasping each cheek and pulling Raven's hips into her. She broke away from the kiss to get some air; her breathing had become fast and deep. Raven thrust forward against Jordan in a desperate effort to satisfy her own need. Her hands were everywhere on Jordan; she couldn't get enough.

She leaned her head down and kissed the top of Jordan's breast; the smooth fleshy part not covered by her bra. Her good hand slipped down the front of Jordan's skirt to the top of her panties where she hesitated.

Not receiving protest from Jordan, her hand slowly slipped inside Jordan's panties, unchartered territory for her, and Jordan pulled ever so slightly away to make room for Raven's warm hand.

Raven slid past the soft, shaved mound and had just reached the top of Jordan's silky curls between her legs when Jordan's cell phone rang. They separated in surprise and Jordan reached for the phone.

"Hello?"

Raven sank into a kitchen chair and buried her face into her hands frustrated with the consistent interruptions in their tender moments.

She looked to the ceiling and complained to no one, "All I want is to enjoy a hot moment with my girlfriend. Is that too much to ask?"

(To be continued)