Desires Book 1 (Sample) ✔

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Posted: 12/25/14

Chapter One

Donavan

"Rachel I need those files on the Marshal case on my desk in thirty and make sure you tell Ricky I'm in a meeting." Donavan ordered as he walked through the halls flipping through the Rocky case he's been assigned to three weeks ago. He's gone through this case at least a dozen times and he wanted to make sure he didn't miss anything.

"Um, excuse me Detective Michaels. Your son's school just called, the nurse says he may have food poisoning and needs to go home. They tried contacting your sister but there was no answer." Rachel said as she rushed behind him. She was so close she nearly ran into his back when he stopped in his tracks.

Donavan cursed under his breath as he looked down at his watch. He had a meeting to attend in forty minutes and it took him at least twenty to get him to his son's school. Knowing what he had to do, he released a heavy sigh. "Alright, let Chief know I had an emergency and I'll be late for the meeting. But I still want those files on my desk." He handed over the file that was in his hand and rushed to his office to retrieve his belongings. If there was one thing people knew, it was that his son always came first over everything!

Donavan checked his watch for the fifth time since leaving the station as he sped down the street. He didn't want to miss this meeting, yet he couldn't just leave his son stranded at school. He dug around in his pocket once he came to a red light, the only one that has bothered to show up in his journey across town.

"Miss Tabitha, hey it's Spade, I'm on my way to pick up Jr. The school called and said he had food poisoning, I'm not too sure where my hot tailed sister is at the moment, but I was wondering if he can stay with you for a while. Only until I finish with this important meeting." He rambled off stepping on the gas pedal the second the light turned green. Tabitha May was an elderly lady that lived a few blocks from Donavan and had promised him that she'd watch his son whenever he needed.

He wasn't one to take advantage of someone's kindness, so when he asked for favors it was always for very important reasons.

"Oh sweetie, you don't need to worry your pretty little head. I'll be more than happy to watch that precious son of yours. He's such a smart boy, and I can see he's adjusting to the move quite nicely." She rambled.

"I'll leave the door open for you, just come right on in. My granddaughter is supposed to be coming over soon, I'm sure she wouldn't mind helping out with Jr." The woman said in a kind voice. Miss Tabitha was like everyone's grandmother, even though she was only 75, she was still able to run her own daycare with no help.

Miss Tabitha was a widow yet she carried herself as if she was still married. She always wore her wedding ring and a smile on her face. Her husband was nearly ten years older than her, yet they loved each other unconditionally. It was hard to dislike the wonderful couple, when they loved everyone else. When Mr. Jameson died it was like the entire city was at his funeral. Donavan has only showed up months after everything had died down and that was a year ago.

"I didn't know you had children Miss T." He said into the phone making conversation.

"Now you know I couldn't have any children. I've told you that already. But I've known her father since he was 5, watched him grow up and I've watched her grow up. She's a very sweet girl, and smart too. I think you'll like her."

Donavan couldn't help but laugh, she was always trying to set him up with some "nice girl" that she either met or knew. The last girl she set him up with-three weeks after he moved to the city-was a complete nightmare. She seemed to be completely normal when they were around Miss Tabitha, but once the date started Donavan was just waiting for that short guy in the devil costume to jump out and tell him he was on that old MTV hit show Hell Date.