His Forbidden Love

Chapter 30

Damien POV:

Seconds turned in to minutes, minutes turned to hours, and by the time I knew it, hours turned into days.

Days, that I haven't seen nor heard of Max.

The last time we were together we had finally confess our attraction to each and decided to give us a try in whatever type of agreement we were going to be in.

I admit I was, am a little bit nervous about this, about us. To be honest anything with her makes me nervous.

I laugh.

Not in a million damn years would I have thought that the one thing that would make me, Damien Wess on edge, would be a little 15 or 16 year old troublemaker.

My stomach churned. 15 or 16 years old? Well that turned dark fast.

My God do I not hear myself ?

My whole life I have been disgusted with criminals and menaces living in our world, polluting the planet with their sleazy ways. My entire career and life has even been based on putting away sick and perverse humans that do cruel, unforgiving things to others.

Yet here I am, a smart, justly laudable man that graduated Michigan State University with a degree in criminal justice and forensic science. A man that could be more than mentally capable of understanding that this is in no way acceptable or tolerable for that matter. To be in lust with a fucking child?

I'm disgusting.

My best friend walks past me and sits on his desk.

I spin my chair around to face his direction and ask for a true answer,

"Am I disgusting?"

He looks at me taken aback, finishes his coffee he had in his mouth before speaking

"God no, you're gorgeous. You're like what women call a pantie dropper! I mean I'd call you that if I was a chick. Hell I'll still call you that now"

I blink "I'm serious Erick, do you think I'm a disgusting human being? Like a vile, immoral, low, filthy, perverted man?"

He shakes his head raising his hands. "Aye man whatever role-playing you're into is not my business." he grins "but I knew you were a bit freaky" he winks.

I roll eyes, now that I've notice, I'm always rolling my eyes at him.

"Erick you idiot, what I mean is if you think I'm a disgusting person for setting my eyes on" - I lowered my voice a bit, searching for any ears that could be hearing from people walking by or sitting in their desks- "a 15 or 16 years old girl?"

I wince as I said it, out loud, to my best friend, an adult, a cop!

He'd probably turn me in, I wouldn't blame him.

Erick sighs "look man, I like the girl... Had it been better that she was older? Yes. Or that you had never looked at her in that way? Also yes. I mean you got yourself in a pickle D., but do I think of you as disgusting or as a bad person? Of course not!" serious, he points at me "you're one of the most trustworthy and respectable man I've ever met Damien. Your love life doesn't and shouldn't take away or make less of the fact that you have done so much for this city and our community. Dont you forget that"