Its fun working in similar work forces. Except you’re a police officer and John, your husband, he’s captain of a Task-Force. He’s Captain Price, and you Officer price, except you’re the officer. It’s very rare when your paths cross during work hours.

But today? Today there was a bomb threat to a school meaning everyone is needed, you arrive along with the police squads, and surely the military is already there, you speak with the commander and stand there taking notes once he’s gone.

You hear clinking gear as someone got closer to you, then you smell it, cologne and cigars. John. heaven snakes his big hands around your waist. “Officer Price, it’s handled darling relax.” John said deeply with his loud British accent. He emphasized the ‘Price’ since you changed your last name to his when you married and he hasn’t gotten over it four years into this wonderful marriage. “You look very sexy in your uniform, babydoll.”