𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎

Chapter 19

Moira's POV

"I'm here to visit Nikki Sixx."
"On what occasion?"
"Personal."
"Are you a friend of him?" No, I'm his whore. Of course not.
"I'm detective Moira Adams from police station number 6."
"Finally, he almost got beaten up because of annoyance." Oh shit, his mouth can't shut up even for a second what about twenty years.
"Who did he annoy?"
"Everyone. He couldn't stop talking about you." ME? WHAT DID HE SAY?
"Wow, maybe if I talk with him I can do anything about it."
"I don't know what kind of a woman are you, but for him you're like a blessing and a curse. Please do something about it. My ears are bleeding every time he says he loved you and all that bullshit." Okay, that's unexpected to be heard from a jail guard.

Now I'm at the visiting hall. Damn, so many mothers with their children. And where are their fathers? In jail. Some for pedophilia, some for robbery and some for murdering. I'm sitting and waiting for Nikki. I hope he wants to see me, otherwise I'll freak out. It's been too long since the interrogation and... oh here we go. OH GOD, HOW MANY TATTOES DOES THIS MAN HAVE? His hands are all covered, oh my God. Well, he saw me. His eyes are so beautiful. Ah, Nikki. Why you had to do this? You're making me feel like a pathetic crybaby who lost round one in our game. But, now I start to think that I may mistaken the game. What's even our game? What's the result actually? Or this isn't even a game, but just me who's slowly losing self trust? When is this gonna end? Oh, he's already sitting in front of me.

"How I earned the honor of visiting me?"
"I wanted to see you because I want to correct my mistake."
"Mistake? Moira Adams and mistake? Wow... I'm speechless. I thought that you're always right and you're always saying what you mean to say." He knows exactly what to say in order to hurt me. How typical of him to do that.
"Shit happens. We all know it. But we can't stop the guilt inside unless we confess our guilt, can we?"
"What mistake have you made, Moira?"
"I lied."
"You? Lied? Hahahaha... okay if you visited me just to make my pathetic ass laugh, you're really good at it." At least he's laughing. Now I can calm down.
"I- I lied about something else and... oh God, it's hard."
"Take it easy. It's just a sentence, not my dick." HAHAHAHAHAH, okay I got the joke. And his smile is devilishly enchanting oh God.
"Hahahaha. Thanks for making my day, Sixx." I can't believe I'm saying that but I needed that joke.
"Well, I had to return the favor, hadn't I?" Did he really tried to make it up to me?

"Wow, well... back to the topic. I lied about something personal."
"Whaaat? Wow, what happened to you, Adams? You're not that detective you are generally."
"I'm serious, Nikki."
"Hmm, may I guess why you're here? I think it's my turn to be the detective when you're too distracted, isn't it?" Please do this instead of me. Just for a second.
"Let's give it a try."
"You lied about some evidences?" Never.
"No."
"You lied about the fact you needed my personal information about the report?"
"No. Well, kinda. But it's not that."
"Hmm, as a substitution detective do I have the right to ask you a question?" Right in top ten.
"Yes, you do."
"Do you love me?" His eyes are so pure, it's not fair. How is that possible? I'm literally in front of a criminal. Criminal with angel eyes.
"Yes, I do. And it's killing me."
"I knew it. I FUCKIN' KNEW IT. How dare you lying to me? Do you know how it felt like when I heard that the only woman I love didn't love me back?" Okay, I got it. I'm guilty.
"I- I'm sorry."
"Okay, I want to sentence you. Imagine I'm the judge."
"You want to what?" Sentence me to thirty seconds in your arms and we call it even.
"Don't talk back to the judge. Now, you're pronounced guilty of lying to Nikki Sixx about your feelings. I have no choice but sentence you to... hmm... thirty seconds in my arms. I think it's gonna be enough." WHAT? DID HE REALLY READ MY MIND?
"Thank you, your honor."

We both stood up from our seats. Since he's with handcuffs he had to rise his hands and put them around my waist. Oh God, I should start counting the seconds. One, two, three...
"...four, five..." REALLY SIXX?
"May I stay longer?"
"If we have more time left. They have to lock me again soon." Please God, I need more time.
"Let's spend it this way."
"I have better idea." I can't believe I feel safe in his arms.
"What idea do you have?"
"Close your eyes." Oh God is this real?
I closed my eyes and he suddenly smashed his lips against mine. His kiss, his arms around me, his love. I feel them. I really feel them. Am I really kissing Nikki or it's just a dream. God, he's deepening the kiss. I can feel his body smashed against mine and I can even tell he's way more excited than me. Wait, did he put his hands on my butt? Holly fuuuuck, he pressed my body against his further and further. I moaned in the kiss. I really did. I'm done. Oh no, the police said our time is over.

"I have never heard you moaning, baby girl." Oh God that breathy kind of talking.
"You're such a teaser."
"I can't wait to go back to the prison cell and daydream about what could happen if we were in my room instead." He removed his hands from my body, leaving me all shacking. He bit his lip and winked at me. Oh God. I don't know what to do now. Should I love him still or try to forget him. Should I visit him more? I kind of want him to kiss me again.