Lissa's Lover

 "I am here to see if you are okay," she paused, "but I'm also here because I want you to do something for me." "Anything," he said looking at the love of his life's mother.  "I want you to stop seeing my daughter, please," she said, her eyes boring into him.    Note: Jamaican patois is used heavily in this chapter. Please see translation in brackets beside the characters' dialogue. Shane moved stealthily through the sugarcane. He saw his colleagues move quickly ahead, chasing after one of the perpetrators. There were seventeen officers on the ground in total, but Shane also knew that numbers did not always guarantee individual safety as a police officer.  He looked around him, his eyes carefully scanning the rows of cane plants. He had his gun ready. He chose to breathe in calmly through his nose and breathe out through his mouth. This was to help him keep his heart rate steady and his anxiety as minimal as possible.  As he moved for...

"I don't know how to say it, but since I found out you're pregnant and the last time we made love, I feel different around you. It's kinda like this fits. Us. You and me. We feel right. Like you were made for me and I'm made for you." Shane walked into his bedroom and watched Lissa sleeping. He loved watching her sleep. She looked so beautiful and peaceful. He wished things were different. It seemed that retribution was knocking on his doorstep for all the things he did when he was trying to find answers about his friend's death. 

  "She may have been yours, but she's mine now. Mine!"   Shane stretched and yawned quietly. He turned on his side and looked at the beautiful woman sleeping beside him. After they made love the second time, it was late, she convinced him to sleep over. He didn't mind, her bed was comfortable, but having her as beautiful company was even better. 

Lissa stretched and did a soft yawn. She turned on her side and looked at Derrick who had his back turned to her while he slept. She couldn't sleep. They had made love and in his usual fashion, he would hug her a little then complain that he was hot, turn on his side then fall asleep.