Sugar

Chapter 8

Victor and Sugar said their goodbyes and headed to the crime scene on Doyers Street.

When they exited the car, Officer Harper was keeping the crowd back.

"What do we have this time, Martin?" Victor asked, shocking Martin and Officer Harper and making Sugar laugh at their expressions.

"Um... right, well, we have another male victim with different wounds, but it looks like it is from the same weapon used as the first," Martin said, staring at Victor with one brow raised.

"Why do you think it's the same?" Sugar asked

"Uh, there's duct tape stuck to his chain."

"What?!" Victor asked loudly at the two people staring at him.

"You called me Martin instead of Doctor Claymore," Martin said

"I was being polite won't happen again," Victor growled

"Hey, relax. They're just not used to you being so nice. It'll take time." Sugar said

"I won't be doing that again. It was like an out-of-body experience." Victor frowned

"Well, at least you can't say you didn't try." Sugar laughed.

Sugars phone pinged

Catch me. Catch me if you can.

All the color drained from Sugar's face. It was a different number.

"I think someone is taunting us with these murders." Sugar said after showing Victor the text she just got.

"It's from a different number than the first one. Maybe they want to help but are afraid to come forward." Victor said

"Maybe. Let's contact the first number and see where they want to meet." Sugar said

"That could be dangerous."

"Well, I'm going to do it with or without you. But I'd like my partner by my side for backup."

"Okay, do it. I'll be with you." Victor said

Sugar nodded.

Sugar: You want to give us some information about a case.

Unknown: We should meet.

Sugar showed Victor the text. He shook his head.

"No," Victor said, but he knew Sugar would ignore him.

Sugar: Where should we meet?

Unknown: Lexington Avenue and 66th Street at 12:15.

"Lexington Avenue and 66th Street tomorrow at 12:15. We will arrive early," Victor said

"Right, so we could see who goes in before us. We can put up shop in the Dunkin' over there." Sugar said

"Sounds good." Victor said, "Should we meet at Dunkin' or somewhere else first?" Victor asked

"Are you suggesting another sleepover?" Sugar smirked

"No. Well, yes, but no s*x this time, sleep, and discussing the case. But not at my place." Victor said

"We can do it at mine. I have two guest rooms, one that is adjoining to mine."

"No s*x," Victor said, looking her in the eye.

Sugar looked back, face as serious as his. "No sex... Until the case is over, at least."

"Yes. Wait no. I need to listen to your full sentences before answering." Victor said

"Let's go then."

"Okay."

***

As Victor walked into Sugar House, he looked around, surprised.

"Wow, this is nice. You have great taste." Victor said

"What did you expect, a hobbit hole," Sugar asked, rolling her eyes.

"No, I just didn't expect you to be this... colorful." Victor said squinting at the different shades of pink around the kitchen.

"That's not me; that's my mother. She thinks she can use my key and come in and change everything. My walls used to be grey. I came back from work, and bam, pink. I'm going to paint them back, and then I'm going to change my locks." Sugar sighed.

"I think she's just trying to put to bond with you. I think her way is just overwhelming you." Victor said

"Smothering. She's smothering me." Sugar said

"Right, let's get to studying the case," Victor said

"Right, let's set up in the living room." Sugar said, leading the way into the living area Victor took out the files from the briefcase Sugar handed him. Sugar went to the kitchen, brought back one cup of coffee and another of hot chocolate, handed Victor the cup, and sat down, sipping her drink.

"You're not a coffee drinker, but have coffee on hand. Why is that?" Victor asked

"I have six brothers who love coffee. And they are always here." Sugar smiled

"Makes sense."

They returned to focusing on the files and spent hours reviewing everything.

"We better head to bed. It's almost two thirty in the morning. We must be at that Dunkin' by at least ten thirty to get the cameras in place and clear it out." Victor said

"That's Good thinking. And if we can't clear it out, then make sure we reserve the side entrance," Sugar said, yawning.

"You're cute when you yawn." Victor smiled

"Thanks, you're just cute." Sugar yawned again. "Follow me."

Victor followed Sugar up the stairs.

"This is the room you'll be staying in. My room is next door. Text me or knock on the door if you need anything. Please don't need anything until nine o'clock." Sugar smiled when Victor just stared.

"Noted," Victor said slowly, smiling. "Goodnight, Sugar."

"Goodnight, Vic." Sugar smiled back.

***

As Victor lay awake and restless, he stood up to pour himself a glass of water and heard banging sounds in the distance. He picked up his gun and walked towards Sugar's room. He was ready to knock as he approached the door; however, more thumping sounds forced him to push it open instead.

"What the hell are you doing?" Victor asked, seeing only her ass in the air.

"Mmmmm. Got it," Sugar said, raising her phone in her hand. However, when she went to sit up, she fell over, hitting the floor hard.

Victor ran to see if she was hurt, but she was lying there laughing, which made him chuckle once he knew she wasn't hurt.

"Help." Sugar giggled.

"Of course." Victor chuckled

He picked her up, and they both slipped onto her bed. They looked into each other's eyes.

Still smiling, Victor leaned in and kissed her a deep kiss. Sugar pulled away.

"Wait. Wait. I don't want to do this if you're going to regret it in the morning." Sugar said

"I won't trust me. I want you and won't regret going after what I want." Victor said

"Okay." She said in a breathy moan as Victor pressed harder into her.

Victor quickly shoved her top over her head, kissing down her neck to her n****e. He sucked on it long and hard, making her gasp loudly.

"I can't wait anymore, Vic. I need you now." Sugar's voice trembled with pleasure. "Please, please," she begged.

Victor decided to do as she asked, quickly undressing himself. He looked her in the eye and pushed his way into her wetness, causing her to give an inaudible gasp. He slowly moved in and out in a steady rhythm, moving his hips at different angles to see what she liked, and he got his answer every time she sighed deeper and her eyes rolled back into her head.

"You feel so good. So wet and tight." Victor said

"Oh my god. Victor, I'm so close."

Victor pushed in a few more times, and Sugar came flying apart, shaking so hard the bed shook with her. Victor came to them, moving to her side to let her breathe. He turned to look at her and saw she had fallen asleep.

"So beautiful." He smiled, touching her neck and her lips.

"Mmm." She moaned back.

***

"What did you do?" Bobby asked

"What you should've done," Paris said

"I told you to stay out of it. Now you're causing problems that I have to fix. Before the boss comes after you." Bobby said

"You're sleeping with her, aren't you?" Paris said

Bobby grabbed Paris' throat tightly.

"It's none of your f*****g business what I do with other women. Remember that Paris." Bobby snarled her name.

"Yes, Bobby." Paris whimpered

"Good. Now, do something else. You're getting on my nerves." Bobby said

"Okay." Paris moved to the door and quickly left the small apartment.

She looked at the time and saw it was about seven-fifteen, so she decided to head home.