Game of Death

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  I kissed her. I was actually kissing her and she hadn't pushed me away. My hands traveled down her body and rested on her hips while her hands wrapped around my neck. We manage to make our way to the couch without breaking the kiss. I climb on top of Maggie but she soon has us flipped over so she's straddling my waist. She gives me one more kiss on the lips before planting soft kisses along my neck. I let out a moan and move my hands to the bottom of her shirt. My fingers begin to pull up the edge of her shirt, revealing her stomach. Just as I go to pull it over her head she- OW! I hit the floor face first.

Maggie pulls my hands behind my back and I hear the unmistakable click of handcuffs. I groan and roll over to face her. She stands up and straightens her shirt up. When she seems me looking, she takes a step forward and leans down near my face. "Cole Jefferson, you are under arrest for 156 counts of murder." And that's when I see the flashing red and blue lights out the window. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be provided for you at government expense." 

"What?" I try to find the words but I'm too shocked. "W-What?" She pulls out a badge and taps it. Suddenly it all makes sense. "You're an undercover cop." She lets out a dry, humorless laugh. "Game over Cole looks like I won after all." 

Fuck. I am officially screwed.