1"You look sexy," I flashed her a smile, pulling her into my lap.
"You always say so," she smiled at me.
"Well, I can't lie to my wife, baby," I smiled as I grabbed her hand in mine.
She smiled and got off my leg and sat next to me since the food was in front of me.
"Want me to feed you, babygirl?" I asked her as I got a fork and the noodles with the shrimp.
"Yes please," she giggled as she moved back into my lap.
I just smiled at her as I started to feed her. She looked so cute eating.
"Is it good baby?" I asked her and took a bite myself.
"Yes, very much it is," she smiled as she ran her hand over my rock, hard, chest.
I smiled at her as we ate in silence, just being happy. I was so happy with Dakota. She was my match and I knew it. I hope she felt the same. I watched her get off my lap, taking the cup of noodles out my hand and the fork as well, pushing me on my back.
"Baby, what are you doing?" I asked, looking into her eyes.
"I want to have some fun now, Scott," Dakota said with a grin.
I grinned as I looked into her eyes. I then kissed her lips, running my hands over her back, under her shirt.
"Baby," I breathed as I pulled away from her lips, "I want this so much."
"I want this too," she smiled at me, "I want to be a mother so bad."
"I know and I am going to grant it," I said as he kissed her as we began to make love.
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~Dakota~
Scott had been very distant from me for a while. I didn't know what was wrong with him. He walked in the station with a glare that made me worry. I walked over to him and sighed.
"Baby, what's the matter?" I asked as I put my head on his shoulder.
"Dakota, go away!" he said sternly, pushing my hand off his shoulder.
"Why? What's the matter?"
"I'm not in the mood, OKAY?"
As I walked back over to my desk, I held in my tears as I sat down, letting out a deep sigh. I didn't understand what was wrong with him. Ever since we made love, the next day, he was so distant and rude to me. I looked over at him on the phone and I put my head down as tears fell down my face. I felt a hand on my back and I looked up to see that it was James. I forced a smile but let out a sigh.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" he asked, looking at me, being the concerned friend that he was.
"Nothing! When that fucking asshole gets off the phone, tell him I am going to talk to Chey and Yvonne," I sighed as I left James by my desk.
~James~
I sighed as I watched her leave and I walked over to Scott. I seriously didn't know what was with him. He was holding a tape and tears were pouring down his face. I put my hand on his shoulder and he looked at me.
"Babe, what's wrong?" I asked as I wiped away his tears away.
"I got this tape of Dakota fucking some guy... James, she fucked some guy!"
"Whoa! Are you sure she fucked a guy?"
"God damnit! She's nothing but a god damn WHORE!" Scott spat getting pissed and got punched in the face.
~Dakota~
"Don't you ever and I mean ever call me a whore!" I snapped as tears fell down my face, not believing he called me that.
"Why shouldn't I? You fucked Wade!" Scott said as his rage started to come out.
"I did not fuck Wade! Out of all people for crying out loud! When in my vow, I meant every word!" I said with tears running down my face, "Maybe this marriage was a big mistake since you don't trust me."
"I got a damn tape, Kota," Scott said sighing, holding the tape is his hand.
I glared at him before grabbing the tape out of his hand, throwing it to the ground, watching it shatter to pieces. I then felt him push me against the wall, looking at me with hatred.
"What the fuck you do that for?" Scott asked, tightening his grip on my hips.
"You don't fucking believe me, Scott!" I screamed as tears fell down my face.
"Why the fuck should I? Stop crying and grow up!" he snapped.
"Scott Andrew!" I yelled as I pushed him away and ran over to Yvonne, hugging her tightly.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" she asked as Cheyenne made her way to us.
"He called me a whore... because someone made a tape of me fucking Wade. How could he think that? I would never cheat. I am not my mom and God, this is just killing me. He doesn't love me... like I thought he did!"
I then heard yelling of Scott and some other man. I didn't know who it was. Cheyenne and Yvonne dragged me over there and I saw Scott with Wade, holding Wade by the throat.
~Scott~
"You aren't laughing now, are you?" I growled, getting even more upset then I already was, "You fucking almost caused me my marriage!"
"I... I'm sorry but look at her!" he choked out.
"What about her? Kota is the most beautiful and sincere person I know. She didn't do anything to you."
"She wouldn't sleep with me, man!"
"Why would she? She's a faithful wife, not some goddamn prostitute! What the fuck is with you?" I growled as I threw him against the wall, letting go of him.
Wade's eyes went right to Dakota and he smirked. Her eyes got wide, getting nervous and scared all at once. She then saw him push her against the wall.
"Get off of me!" she whimpered.
Once I saw this, I pushed him off of Kota, who dropped to her knees, watching Cheyenne and Yvonne sooth her. I threw Wade to the ground as Lt. Garcia made his way to the both of us.
"What's going on?" he asked, crossing his arms.
I then began to tell him as I heard Dakota cry, thinking I really screwed up.
"So, you are saying that Wade made it looked like Dakota was fucking him?" Lt. Garcia asked as he glared at Officer Wade Robinson.
"Yes Lieutenant, he did that, but I feel really bad at what I did to her..."
"Why don't you take Dakota home and spend some time with her?"
"Are you sure sir?" I asked as I looked at him.
"Yes, I have to get rid of an officer," Lt. Garcia said as he glared with a serious and disappointed look over at Wade.
I shook his hand as I went in search for my wife.