I've Loved You Before

Chapter 27 - Guilty as Sin?

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Drowning in the Blue Nile

He sent me "Downtown Lights"

I hadn't heard it in a while

My boredom's bone-deep

This cage was once just fine

Am I allowed to cry?

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Roman's breath was coming out in ragged pants, as his mouth dragged along the column of Taylor's neck. His hands shook pushing the buttons to her uniform out one by one. "You smell so good," he groaned. "I can't wait to taste you."

Her eyes closed, and her head fell back when he unfastened the clip on the front of her bra. The heat of his mouth on the sensitive flesh of her breast caused her to cry out softly.

"You've got to be quiet," he whispered against her.

"Did you lock the door?" she gasped.

Roman didn't answer her, he was so lost in the taste of her skin. He bit at her ear, "I want you so bad."

Taylor reached for the button on his blue jeans, whispering with a teasing tone, "You're always in such a rush, Brady. Slow down... I'm not going anywhere."

As soon as he felt the button release, he pushed against her, and then lifted her onto his desk roughly. "I've got to be inside you before I lose it in my pants."

Taylor laughed quietly, just as Bo pushed the door open to Roman's office, saying, "You know, big brother, I think I might have a lead on that–"

He stopped suddenly, watching in shock as his brother and his police partner scrambled away from each other, but it was too late to undo the damage. Taylor turned away from him, adjusting her bra and buttoning her uniform. Roman did the same while obviously buttoning his pants. He glanced over his shoulder, looking angry, "Shit, Bo! Don't you fucking knock?"

Bo pushed the door closed, locking it with a quick snap. "Are you fucking serious right now? What the hell, Roman? What the fucking hell?"

Roman tried to make excuses, "It's not what it looks–"

" –don't lie to me," Bo hissed. "Don't lie to me. How long has this been going on... oh, shit... this is why Abe called you in, McCall?" He looked at his brother, "This is why you took time off? I don't understand it, Roman. I don't understand it. You came back here, to Salem, and you fought to get Marlena back... to get your family back! What the fuck is wrong with you?" Bo felt the tears welling up in his eyes. He was alone, and if he had a chance to get Hope back he would spend the rest of his life devoted to her. He had spent the last year watching Marlena try and connect with Roman. Finding him in his office with Taylor half naked on the desk infuriated him.

Roman stepped towards his brother, leaving Taylor standing behind him near the other door. "Don't say anything to Doc. I'm trying to end this thing with Taylor... I'm trying–"

She choked on a sob, and then reached for the door behind her. She couldn't stay there and listen as Roman made excuses to Bo. Her cheeks flamed with embarrassment for having been caught, and Roman's fear of Marlena finding out was more than she could take. She blamed herself. She had pushed him and pursued him, and this was what she deserved.

Roman turned when he heard the door slam behind him. His fists pulled at his hair, "Fuck!"

"If you were trying to end it," Bo asked him. "Why did I just walk in on the two of you spread out over your desk? How long has this been going on?"