And There She Was

Part 2

*Laceys pov*

   After that night at the club, Riley drove me home and I asked if she would stay with me that night. She stayed on the couch to protect me. Everyone that she was with looked at me weird, but it was fine because I had Riley by my side to protect me.
   "You need to learn how to fight. I could teach you." Riley said this morning after she woke up. I could tell she got no sleep last night. Did she really care for me or was it just part of her job?
   "Okay, I can today. I am off work, which actually I might quit." I replied, handing her a cup of tea.
   "Why?" she asked, taking a sip of her hot tea.
   "He works there too," I replied, making myself a cup of coffee.
   "Oh, well he is on our radar for many charges and your job might just help us to catch him," she replied, soaking her hand in cold water after burning herself on the cup. All I could do was laugh.
   "Don't you want to put him in jail?" she asked.
   "Yes, but most of all, I wanna put you in my bed," I said, almost silently.
   "What was that?" she asked, looking back towards me from the sink.
   "Um, uh, nothing. I didn't say anything," I said, sighing silently.
   "Heh, sure, okay," she said, smirking. We left about 20 minutes after that and I let Riley change into some of my clothes. And I might as well say that she looked pretty fuckin sexy in my clothes. After that we finally left and got to her work. When Selena saw me she was surprised I was still in town after last night.
   "Hey, girlie, didn't expect to see you 'round here considering, y'know," Selena said.
   "Well, that was that and I'm here," I said, trying to forget the past night.
   "So, Lacey, why don't we get started with your training," Riley said, changing the subject.
   "Okay, yeah, why not? Let's go," I said and she leaded me off to a room that looked like a workout or exercise room. We tried to focus on getting me 'in shape' first. I'm not overweight or anything I just couldn't go more than 20 minutes without shoving something sweet into my face.
   "Alright just keep up the good work and keep the sweet shoving to a minimum," Riley said, not even sweating. Does this girl ever sweat? We continued this for a week on all of my time off work. He wasn't at work all that week and I had wondered why. But I honestly didn't care. His name is Lucas, Lucas Scott. I remembered that I used to be so close to the Scott family.
   "Hey, you're gonna burn holes through me if you keep staring," Riley said, snapping me out of my daze.
   "Sorry, I wasn't trying to stare. I just drifted off in thought," I replied.
   "It's fine, how 'bout we take a break?" She asked, taking a sip of water.
   "Sure," I shrugged. I could use a break. This extreme workout has got me beat. We headed to the lounge room and watched some shows and movies on Netflix. Before we knew it, it suddenly became night and I was being nudged awake by Riley. We were wrapped up in each other and neither one of us could get up without the other having to.
   "Hey, Lace, get up," she said softly.
I yawned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. "Sorry," I said, moving off of her.
   "It's okay," she smiled.