Free Love Earned (Flash Fiction Romance) by Janice Collins Page B

impression and hoped on his motorcycle and took off. 
     
                  Back inside CC stripped down and as she headed to the bathroom she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.  She wasn’t too bad to look at.  5’6”, long dark red hair and blue eyes. Some might say she was exotic in her own way.  A little thick in the hips and very full up top with what most would call an hour glass figure. 
     
    Generally she was pleased with herself if not all the time, most of the time.  She tried to work out regularly at the gym, but found it boring and tedious.  She’d rather take a walk around the lake shore and go biking.  As far as men went she’d realized a time ago that most of them just weren’t what she was looking for, but if you asked her what that was exactly she wasn’t even sure herself. 
     
                  After she showered, dressed in jeans, a tank top and light jacket; she pulled her hair into a messy French braid and headed to the bar.  As predicted, Max and Andrea were there and she saw Chucks bike as well.  She walked inside and they all spent the next two hours drinking and generally having a great time. 
     
    Soon another two hours went by and they were all well in the bag when Max indicated he needed food.  Everyone agreed that a run to Denny’s was needed but no one was really fit to drive.  They had an issue, but CC suggested they just call a cab. They could cab home if needed and get there vehicles later. 
     
                  As usual drunk Denny’s food was great and they stayed there for another 2 hours.  By the time they were done it was midnight and they headed back to the bar for pool and more beer.  By 2 am the bar was closing and they were done. 
     
    Andrea was so hammered she could barely walk and Chuck had vomited twice.  They were acting like they were twenty somethings again.  They stumbled around the parking lot looking for the cab they called 10 minute ago when they heard the warning sound of a police cruiser behind them.  They all started laughing and pointing at each other.
     
    “Cops’ goona get youl Chuck.”  CC slurred as she ran into Max nearly falling down.  She snorted and laughed as the cop got closer.
     
    “Hey folks,” came a familiar voice, “I hope none of you are thinking about driving tonight.”  She tried hard to hide behind Chuck.  She recognized Robert’s voice even in her drunken stupor.  As she shifted around behind chuck she lost her balance and tripped into her car.
     
    “CC is that you?”  Robert had spotted her and was headed toward her.  She was blazing with embarrassment when they finally were face to face.
     
    “Yeah it’s me” She stood up wiping debris from her hands onto her pants.   “We weren’t going to drive, we were waiting for the cab.”  As if on cue the cab rolled up, but it was a minivan style like they requested.
     
    “Well shit.” He whispered, “Who’s not going home in this cab.”  They all looked at her and she knew what was coming next.
     
    “I’ll take her home, my shift is nearly over and it’s been slow.”  He gently took her arm and led her to the cruiser.  He opened the back door. 
     
    “Seriously?” she said stopping short. “I’m not a criminal.”
     
    “Well unless you want a shotgun up your butt you’ll have to sit back here.”  He stood holding the door open.  All of her friends had already left her and she really didn’t feel like waiting for another cab.
     
    “Fine.”  She climbed into the car and they pulled out. 
     
    “Remind me of your address again.”  He asked over his shoulder.  She really didn’t hear him because she was too busy staring at his gorgeous features.  He was handsome in his uniform.  His unruly black hair tucked under his hat and he filled the uniform out very nicely. 
     
    When he asked again she rattled it off and they headed out.    It only took about 15 minutes to get over