Over My Head

POV: Leah

It had been a few days since the night my inner siren had been released on them. I was coming down from a sexual high and needed time to myself to consider the path I was going to take. I still had the urge to be with all three of them and couldn’t pick just one man.

I needed to figure it out before tomorrow. There was no way I could avoid Jared at work with the next segment of my series due. I could make up an excuse to follow up on an interview, that would surely get me out of the office.

Now my mind was wondering all over Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome’s body. I never did call him, so unexpectantly showing up for a follow up interview was the perfect way to break the ice. If I can handle three me, what’s one more?

Cameron was also coming back this week. The doctor didn’t want him to fly so soon after surgery. He ended up needing rhinoplasty to fix the damage from Adrian’s fuming fist.

He wasn’t going to press charges because in a way he felt at fault for what led to being punched in the face. I ended up telling him that the only reason Adrian was in Canada was because I messaged him for help. Cam wasn't they type to play the victim card and ensured me that he was okay.

Excited to spend some time with him this week before he headed back out of town for work. I didn't tell him about what happened with Jared and Adrian, but I needed to before he heard it from them. We had a rule of honesty, however, this was better explained in person.

I grabbed some wine and headed for my bedroom.

Jenny had gone back to her parents; they had started to worry about her and threatened to storm down our door. It was just me alone here tonight. Silence and solitude were beckoning me. Turning my phone off was the best thing I could have done.

I pulled out Cameron’s gift set that he had sent to me to explore some of the goodies inside. Not talking to my men had built up a sexual tension that needed released.

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POV: Jared

There are no words to describe how erotic and explosive that night was. I have had a few threesomes, but none that were quiet as pleasing. And none of them involved two men.

Leah dominated the room and worked us over to ensure we had an enjoyable experience, but not forgoing the selfishness of her own pleasure. Her mind was set on our bodies and there was no going back.

I was pinned in the sexual anticipation and frozen from my own arousal. There was a little excitement in the fact she wanted to show off her skills riding me in front of another man, especially one with an alpha complex.

There was a push and pull tension between her and Adrian. Each fighting for the other to obey, but neither willing to back down and accept defeat. It was a beautiful, but tragic fate between star crossed lovers.

I couldn’t let him win the war had been initiated for her love and affection. She was the perfect fit to complete my little family. I have a history with her that works to my favor. My only battle now would be showing her the importance of a single relationship and not an entanglement.

The dynamic was still confusing. I know what we signed up for, but I was naive when I agreed. Thinking the only outcome would be sexual pleasure, but it turns out I wanted more now that I had dabbled in the essence of her inner goddess.

I needed a woman who was delicate in business, but a dominate in the sack. Leah had more curves than a mountain top back road and it was my new mission to explore each of them. I wanted to get to know her again, the new her.

She threw out a rule that night, so it would only be fair if I threw out one too.

Amelia was in bed already, so that gave me time to sit in my office and search for ways to make Leah see her true feelings for me. I needed to throw out all of what I knew before because she was a different person.

Her dreams, expectations, and mannerisms were all new to me. We both changed a lot since our divorce, and I had a feeling this was my chance to win her back.

The first step was going to be weeding out the underdog. I reached out to an old buddy of mine to get me a run down on this Cameron guy.

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POV: Adrian

Confused was the only way to explain my thoughts and emotions. Sharing an experience like that with someone and then being ghosted was a new experience for me. I might have been worried had I not had her phone and apartment tapped.

Noticing she turned off her phone after dropping her off, I didn’t bother contacting her. It was clear that she had some things to deal with on a personal level. It worked out in my favor because I had some work to catch up on.

After I got back to my place, I noticed Hendrix passed out on the couch, I took that as my cue to head to bed. It was well after midnight, and I needed to be on my A-game for work this week because I had finally secured a meeting in Mexico to take over the resort.

I had been slipping since I met Leah and I wasn’t going to let her be the downfall of years of work and dedication to this task force. It was ironic that I was using the resort we spent time together at to take down my father’s enemy.

We were fast asleep when alerts on the monitor woke us up. I didn’t know how long we were out because it was still dark out.

It seems like Cameron had enter the country and was headed for the city.

Hendrix jumped up, immediately alert and ready for action. Impressive was the only way to describe the set of skills this man possessed.

“Woah man, it was just a ping from the scanner.”, he darted his eyes at me as I approached him and lowered his weapon.

“Sorry boss. I didn’t realize I fell asleep.”, he had been staying up 48 hours at a time looking for any information to connect the dots in the investigation.

“It’s okay man, everyone needs to sleep. You should try it more often.”, I had gone soft.

*Fuck*, I yelled in my head. Leah had gotten to me. The feelings of others had never concerned me. And I didn’t bother with people who didn’t further my priorities.

“Hey boss, come check this out.”, he pulled me from the spiraling thoughts that pissed me off.

“What do we have here?”, I asked.

He pointed to a clip from CCTV footage that he had rewound.

We knew it was only a matter of time before Cameron came back to the city looking for Leah. He flew in commercial under his name and using his passport, that wasn’t the strange part. He was being escorted from the plane to a black town car out front that had been waiting for him.

“This car has been staked out for at least an hour. Blacked out with unregistered plates. Want me to call it in?”, we could tip off the local police department.

“No. They probably have connections in high places. Just follow it. I want to know where it goes and who gets in and out of it.”, what was this kid into.

Just as I thought my weekend couldn’t get any more interesting, Monica had been blowing up my phone. I checked my watch, and it was Sunday evening. Hendrix and I passed out for over 36 hours.

“Shit.”, I voiced out.

“What can I do boss?”, I didn’t realize I spoke loud enough for him to hear.

“Women man. I swore that I would never get married or have children. My job was too unstable for that. Then one business trip fucks up everything.”, I was in over my head.

“Cut sling load and move to the Bahamas.”, he said with a chuckle.

“That easy huh?”, I smirked.

“This life is hard. I can’t tell you how many times I thought about cutting everyone off and buying a remote island.”, he spoke with conviction in his voice.

“And here we are running headfirst into bullshit and bullets.”, he laughed at me before turning back to the monitors.

I walked over to the couch and sat down. Putting my elbows on my knees, I used my hands to prop up my head.

Needing a plan, but unsure of what to do, I closed my eyes and thought about my father. He was a good man and a great father before my mother left. Losing her was painful for him, he’d rather they killed him because the thought of what they would do to her left him scarred.

Consumed by guilt for not being able to save her, he turned to drinking to fill the hole that had been drilled inside. It wasn’t until he joined the Bureau that he found a new purpose, but he was never the same.

When I took over his task force, I found a folder with his name on it. It contained his psych exam, which revealed a lot about him. He was never able to complete his grieving process because every time he tried to move on a nightmare would cause the guilt to creep back in and consume him.

I couldn’t let that become my life and I would die before I let someone take Leah or my baby from me. Monica knew of and thrived in the criminal lifestyle, but there was no way I would let my baby stay in that world.

Fuck, how am I supposed to arrest the mother of my child? Monica was going down with Daybreak, or she would fold and get a deal for talking. If she did that, my child would go into witness protection with her.

I just sat there rubbing my face with one hand, while I stared at a sonogram of my baby in the other. I really was in over my head.

-To be continued-