XXXmas Party: Leah Mingles with SRO Roberts

Leah sighed as she stepped out onto the patio, the cool evening air a welcome respite from the stifling warmth and Christmas merriment inside the house. Leah considered trying to earn some favors--and ensure Officer Robert's silence with a preemptive move. Leah waited for Jonathan to step away for a moment then headed toward Officer Roberts who saw her and greeted her a smug smile on his face.

"Nice night, isn't it?" she said, leaning against the railing and looking out at the darkened yard, vaguely illuminated by Christmas lights.

"If it isn't the little teacher slut. I didn't think you'd have the guts to show your face around here with your cuck boyfriend." he said, with an edge in his voice.

Leah tensed, her heart racing. She didn't want to hear this, didn't want to know what he was thinking.

“He is my fiance.” she said a flash of hate in her voice.

"Does your fiance know you are fucking Mr. Howard?" he asked cruelly.

Leah's breath caught in her throat at the blunt allegation. She looked around to see if anyone had heard him. Luckily everyone was beyond earshot—or at least didn’t notice as they mingled inside and out. She felt a surge of anger bubble up inside her, but she knew she had to keep her composure. She couldn't risk Officer Roberts causing a scene.

"That's none of your business," Leah replied, trying to keep her voice steady as she crossed her arms. "And I'm not going to let you ruin what I have with Jonathan. That's why I approached you."

"Oh, but it is my business, sweetheart. As long as you keep doing as I say, your little secret is safe with me." Officer Roberts chuckled darkly, stepping closer to her. His cologne was overpowering, making Leah feel sick to her stomach.

"Look," she said weakly "I was hoping you'd...you'd just remember our deal."

"Oh don't worry." he grinned savagely "I remember alright--in fact...I think we should talk about. In private." He winked that sent a chill down Leah's spine that wasn't from the cold outside.

"Really? Here?" Leah asked, her defensive tone ebbing as she looked around for Jonathan.

“The first-floor bathroom.” He he smiled “Lets just say—your mouth won’t exactly be caroling—but it will be bringing Christmas Cheer.”