DOUBLE DEUCES (Part 4)

Finding The One

What is up with my luck these day's. It use to be that I had to really work at getting any girl's attention, now I can't keep up. It's like I have become the mafia women's call boy. But Miri, Miri makes me nervous. She has a timeless class about her, beauty that can only be captured in a painting.

From the very first time that I sifted through the Harper files and came across her photo I got lost staring at her.

Tonight though, I saw a different side of her. A almost carefree spirit and very seducing. Usually she was very polite, remained quiet unless spoken to and always pushing food and drinks on people. She was a lady to the word. My worry was I was going to be another rebound to another woman and honestly I was tired of it.

This there's the fact that my sister is the other woman. What kind of mess would I be in when Miri discovers the truth. When she brought Cole's infidelity tonight I quickly changed the subject. In my opinion Cole is a sack of shit for cheating on Miri and getting my sister involved in this mayhem. Erica is at fault as well. The Harper's took her in and treated her well she should've known better. Not to mention I risked my life and career to obtain her from them.

Thing is, she didn't want Cole afterall. She could've chose any man, yet she chose a married one and destroyed a family. This reminded me of the girl she use to be before she met up with that mobster. She had a thing for attached men. She didn't want them, she just enjoyed the drama that came with it. The knowledge of knowing she had the power to steal another's man. That's exactly how she got caught up with the mob. Now she's done it again and there's probably nothing I can do to help her this time. For her sake I hope Miri is forgiving.

A few day's passed and I was sitting at my table at home looking over a case I had been trying to crack when my door buzzed. Not being a trusting guy, I got my gun ready and opened the door slowly. I was shocked to see Miri standing there with a bag of donuts and two coffees.

"Miri". I questioned.

"Is this a bad time Jax?"

"Oh no, I was just surprised. Come in".

I led her to the kitchen and offered her a seat. "So is there a reason you are here?" I asked worried for Erica.

"Just was out and about and thought I'd stop in. I've got donuts". She said smiling.

Okay so my nerves eased a bit hearing that. Then Miri took notice that I was still holding my gun rather firmly. "Are you scared of me Jax?" She asked a bit hurt.

Fuck yes I was. She was a Harper after all. Putting my gun back in my pants I decided to be honest. "You scare the hell out of me Miri. I know what your capable of. I've read your files. You and your mother scare me like no one has. Ela, Sam, even Ari didn't scare me but you, you aren't as innocent as you look."

She started to stand. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have came".

"No. Stop and sit back down. I was just being honest. It doesn't mean I'm not interested. Now let's have our coffee and donuts".

As we sat chatting over the treats, Erica walked in. Her face paled at seeing Miri but I slyly shook my head no, indicating that she didn't know...yea.

"Oh hey Erica". Miri spoke so friendly. "Why don't you join us? I haven't seen you lately".

"No thanks. I just came to get a sip of water. I went to bed early with a headache and it's still there".

"I'm so sorry. Here, take a few donuts because we definitely don't need to eat them all. I hope you feel better love".

Erica quickly thanked her and retreated as my heart started beating regular again. Turning her attention back to me she asked. "So we still on for Friday night?"

"Sure. What would you like to do?"

"Something simple yet fun. I've had a life full of fine dining and formal wear. Show me something different. Something I've never been allowed to do. Show me what it's like to go on a date with an normal guy".

"What have you never been allowed to do?" I asked.

She gave me that seductress smile and I felt my dick grow hard. "Your the detective Mr.  Owens, you tell me".

Oh she was good. I chuckled and said. "I'll plan something. Just dress comfortable".

She saw the file I had been looking over it and fingered it. I move it away. "It's classified information".

She grinned. "I'm a Harper. That makes me classified information as well. And as a Harper there's a big chance I know the perp and can solve this case".

Knowing she was right I slid the folder to her. "Never tell I allowed you information".

Nodding her head she flipped through the file and laughed. "This is Roger Timmions better known as lefty on the street. Is known as lefty because well he's left handed with a gun. Mostly deals in drugs and small time crime but knows better to trample near Harper territory. Wanted to work for us once but Pape refused him, said his work is too faulty. He can be found hanging near a stash house on sixteenth avenue, but if he knows your looking he'll probably be down by the docks in one of the warehouses. Oh and be careful of you nab him. He's a well known junkie and might have a pocket full of needles. There case solved. Does that make me a detective now?"

I laughed. "Yea, your father would love that".

She grinned. "He would literally shit gold coins".

We shared a laugh and about thirty minutes later she left.

Friday rolled around and I picked her up. To my amazement she was wearing jeans and a girly t-shirt. I couldn't deny how hot she looked. I decided to take her to Coney island where we grabbed dinner and rode rides until we was sick. We ended the night with a round of miniature golf. I have to admit that we had a great time and continually laughed.

Back in my car I asked what else she would like to do. Looking at me she simply said "you".

I found myself saying "my place or yours?"

"Yours".

Thankfully Erica was out with some new guy so I was in the clear. Once at my place Miri went to the bathroom to freshen up. Moment's later I heard my name being called from my room. I walked in and almost fell out. My life just went from okay too full speed ahead. Miri was standing in my room wearing a tiny police woman costume. Barely there skirt and a halter top with a hat sitting perfectly on her head. In front of her she dangled my cuffs. "I've been bad officer Jax. I guess you could say I'm a crooked cop. Aren't you going to arrest me and make me pull some hard time?"

What the fuck was Cole thinking when he cheated on this goddess. This woman right here may very well become my wife. Walking to her, I yanked the cuffs from her and spun her around. Pulling her arm's around to her back, I clipped the cuffs on. "Do you have anything on you?" I asked.

"I'll never tell, you'll just have to search me". Miri purred.

Bending down, I slowly ran my hands up each leg. "Spread your legs" I demanded.

Miri widened the gap between her legs and I ran my hands up her thighs. Coming to the thin material of her panties I felt her up as If I was patting her down. Moving along her stomach up to her breasts I said. "Seems I need to remove your clothes and search further".

After a removed ever piece of clothing,  I continued the search. Squeezing her breasts I bent to lap at her nipples. She was insanely perfect. Working my hands between her legs, I caressed her silky folds and inserted two fingers. The sexiest noise I've ever heard bubbled from between her lips.

"Tell you what". I said still fingering her deeply. "I'll set you free if you give me a piece of that ass".

Smiling she asked "Do you prefer me on my back or do you want my ass in the air".

Losing control I picked her up and placed her on my dresser. Within seconds I was buried as deep as I could go inside her warmth. When she came I felt her squirt her orgasm and was in disbelief. I knew then that I would never let Cole near her again. If he came back for her, he'd have to kill me. Mirimosa Harper was going to be mine.

After our rather kinky sexcapade we curled up into each other's arm's only to wake later that night where I made slow love to her. Hearing my name come from her lips had me falling in love. Say goodbye Cole.