The Weeping Widow

Chapter 5

After John dropped Stephanie off at his rental house she called up Polaski to let him know what happened to her house and the note. He started yelling about how he knew that something like this would happen. She knew that he was yelling because he was scared for her and not because he was mad at her. Polaski also told her that now he has no choice but to tell the lieutenant and she would probably take you off the case and maybe even be forced to take time off.

Just twenty minutes after hanging up the phone it started ringing and it was John. When she saw the name on her screen she felt a warm feeling flow through her body.

"Calling to see if you are comfortable in the house and to ask what you would like to eat for dinner."

"Chinese always makes me feel better. Also I love this place, it has a homey feeling to it."

"That's great, I will be there around seven"

After they said their goodbyes she hung up the phone and immediately received a text from an unknown number. It read "You will be mine". Stephanie started to shake again because she knew that this was not just a prank. Why was this guy after her? What did he want? If he wanted her, why did he blow up her house and risk killing her? All Stephanie could think about was why this guy had chosen her out of all the people in the city, in the world even.

Stephanie looked at the clock and saw that it was almost seven. She grabbed the bag of clothes that she had bought before John dropped her off at the house. After getting out of the shower she felt more relaxed. Pulling the clothes out of the bag she remembered that she went to the store just to get some simple regular clothes, but as she looked at the ones she bought they were far from simple. Instead of a t-shirt, she had gotten a black, tight blouse with a low cut v-neck that when she put it on the neck line went down to the middle of her breasts showing a lot of cleavage. The bottom of the blouse stopped just above her belly button when she raised her arms a bit. Instead of jeans she had gotten a loose fitted skirt, black of course, with elastic in the top to hold it up.

Stephanie could not find a bra that she "liked" so she did not get one at all. She did come across a black thong that she thought would go great with the rest of her outfit, not that she planned on letting anybody see what she was wearing under her skirt. When she was all dressed she put on her eye makeup that she had also purchased with the clothes. Stephanie rarely goes out without at least a little bit of makeup on.

Right as she was walking out of the room she heard a knock on the door and it made her jump right out of her skin. It felt like her heart was gonna jump right out of her chest. Then she heard a voice through the door say that it was John. She quickly calmed down and walked quickly to the door to let him in. As the door opened she saw that gorgeous man standing there in a white button up shirt, tucked into his jeans looking so proper and delectable.

John walked in and asked her if she was feeling any better. As he walked by Stephanie could not help herself but to take a glance at his butt, noticing how tight and fit it was. Just like the rest of him.

"I am feeling much better now" Stephanie replied, not knowing if he will catch the insinuation of him being there.

"That's goo..." John said as he turned around and trailed off and saw Stephanie standing there in her outfit.

"I'm sorry, but I have to tell you that you look beautiful.

She thanked him as she walked over to take the food out of the bag and begin to plate it on the paper plates that John had gotten from the restaurant. Stephanie knew the skirt was short but did not realize that when she bent over the table to grab the food John could see her skimpy underwear. John could do nothing but stand there and smile as he watched her put the Chinese food on the plates.

After they had finished eating, they moved to the couch to talk. They sat close to each other. Earlier John had started a fire in the fireplace that sat directly in front of the couch. The inside of the house was set up like it was a cabin in the woods. John used to spend his days off here when he needed to get away. He told Stephanie that he made it look this way because he always wanted to have a cabin in the woods but it's Chicago so it's the best he could do. All the while they were talking they kept getting closer and closer until their faces were literally just six inches from each other. They were sharing about their hobbies and things they like to do.

All of the sudden, John moved in and pressed his lips against hers. Her lips felt soft to the touch. He then realized what he was doing and pulled away.