Page 14 of Papa's Bébé
Vince took a step toward her, his hands clenched into fists. Reeves quickly stepped between them.
“Stand down, Officer Mason,” he said in a stern voice.
“You are such a bitch! Don’t call me dumb! I’m not the one who is talking shit to someone who knows where she lives.”
Fear struck her. Hard.
Would he do something to her place? She didn’t care about herself. But she did care about her babies.
What was she thinking? Why was she such an idiot? She was all they had . . . if anything happened to her . . .
“Officer Mason, was that a threat?” Reeves asked in a low voice. “Because if it was, I’m going to have to take action.”
“What?” Vince asked, sounding dumbfounded. He wasn’t used to people questioning him.
“Do I need to take action?” Reeves asked in a low voice.
“What sort of action?” Vince blundered.
“The sort that finds you stripped of your badge and in a jail cell.”
“For what? I didn’t do nothing.”
Dear Lord. She wanted to correct his language, but figured she should stay quiet at this juncture.
See? She could be smart.
“You threatened to go to Maya’s house,” Reeves said.
“Yeah, so? Didn’t say I was going to do anything bad.”
“Really? Because it didn’t sound to me like she was going to invite you over for a cup of tea and some cookies.”
Definitely not.
“So here’s the thing, Officer Mason. I answered a call from a member of the public about an officer of the law assaulting a female citizen. There are witnesses. Some of those witnesses have phones. And now I just heard you state that you were going to turn up at her house to harass her more. Do you see how this doesn’t look good for you?”
Wow.
Reeves wasn’t her type, but she kind of wished he was. She’d never had someone stand up for her before.
It was a strange feeling.
Vince opened his mouth and closed it.
“I’m going to talk to Maya about what just happened. You are going to get into your car and leave. What you will not do is ever pull her over again or turn up at her house. If you do, I will be coming for you and it will not be pretty.”
“Now who is being threatening?” Vince muttered.
“Yeah? Here’s the difference,” Reeves said. “Pay attention, I’m about to educate you and I’m not sure you’re the best student. That wasn’t a threat, it was a promise. And it was from a man to . . . whatever you are. Not from a cop on an ego trip to an unprotected, far smaller than him, woman. You see where I’m going with this?”
Vince had no idea. That was easy to tell. Maya bit her lip against explaining this in language he could understand.
It was hard, though.
So hard.
But Vince didn’t care about the fact that she was a woman and that she was smaller than him. That was the part he got off on. Although she objected to the unprotected part.
