Chapter 31 - smoking weed?

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Dana's pov -

I can already feel myself shake a bit by the sudden voice of Bilal. I though he went outside??

I stood there in pure shock. I smiled nervously at him. "Oh nothing, I just saw a bug b-but it's gone now." I said in a meekly voice.

He stared at me for some time before walking past me and I covered my nose immediately. The pure disgusting stench of weed and smoke filled my nostrils.

No no— was he—?? No no of course not. I stood there like a weirdo wile covering my mouth and nose with the sleeve of my sweatshirt.

I hate to admit it but it's obvious he smoked weed.

"B-Bilal, did you— smoke?" I paused for a bit but said it. He turned around to me with a snarl face.

Like okay? Why is he acting all up. It's just a question.

Men and their period mood swings I swear-

"Mind your own business." He spat back. I put my hands up in defense and shrugged. I shouldn't even be calm about this but guess what...

I. Don't. Care

I walked to where I dropped my phone. I picked it up. I should text Grey something back. I don't want him to think I'm ignoring him.

Before I loose it again. I should take this to the bathroom.

I walked to the bathroom, acting normal as if nothing is going on.

I locked the door and a smile broke onto my face. I picked up the phone and clicked his message.

I lovveeee this side of him. Like- I don't love him it's just, he's showing emotions and I like it.

My fingers were over the keyboard not knowing what to type.

Dana:
"Is darling my nickname? I like it." 

I'm bold for dis. It mindlessly came out.

I bit down on my pointer finger when he responded quickly. I did a little jump and read his message.

Grey:
"Fuck Dana no."

Ouch.

🥀🔥🥀🔥🥀🔥🥀

Rafael's pov -

I groaned as I read her messages. This damn women is something else.

I know I can't tell her what I've been thinking. She'll fucking freak the fuck out. I threw my phone across the bed and laid my head back on the bed.

I tried to think of anything. Anything but the current conversation I had with her a minute ago.

Once my eyes were closed I relaxed. A image of Dana popped in my head making me clench my fists tight.

Why the fuck is she always on my thoughts.  This never fucking happened before.

As I kept my brain imaging what it was doing I see her plump big lip appeared in my head. I swallowed the saliva in my mouth.

What the fuck is she doing to me. It confuses me so fucking much. I just want to punch myself awake to reality.

Another image of her plump juicy lips landing on mine. That image made me jolt up.

Fuck.

—-

I picked up the files that the team has gathered. "The unsub has been quiet recently. They must be planning something" Ryan spoke.

I nodded and continued reading all the clues we had so far to crack something into this case. Something ain't adding up.

The murder had a pattern of days. But he broke that pattern since he hasn't hurt anyone yet.

He hasn't even made a move of any like.
I grabbed another file again and read through it thoroughly.

I dropped the file once an idea popped in my head. I went to our storage section in our agency building.

I grabbed two brand new security cameras and put them in my black back pack. I grabbed the back pack and headed towards Dana's apartment.

I worked overnight. It's morning already so I have to pick up Dana and bring her to work. I get in my bmw and drove to her apartment.

Once I arrived, I parked the car and approached her apartment door. I was going to knock but she opened the door surprised to see me.

Her hazel eyes went wide and she looked behind her. "Grey?" She said confused and I was going to tell her why I'm here when suddenly I see her brother pop out.

"Yeah?— what now mr. Police." He said annoyed as he stared at me.

Fuck I wanna punch him.

——

Sorry it's short :(

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