Chapter 19

We were introduced to the four instructors who would be taking us from time to time.

We had to sit through two boring lectures on that first morning. I was brain numb by the time lunch came around. One of the lecturers, a Professor Ingles, came up to me at the end of the second lecture.

“Constable Mc Gee, do you care to tell me why you didn’t take any notes?”

“I’ve already completed this part of the course,” I replied. His look of disbelief and his ‘Please explain’, had me rattling off the courses that I’d already completed online. Obviously, he hadn’t read my profile.

“So, what sort of rating did you achieve?” he asked me.

“High Honours,” I replied.

“For which one?’ he asked.

“All of them, I have a good memory and an analytical brain,” I told him.

“But can you put it into practice?” he asked me.

“She can, and she does,” James told him. “I’ve been helping her study for her Detective’s Shield, but they wouldn’t let her do her final assessment until she completed this course and was older than twenty. I don’t know why since I didn’t have to do it first if it was a requirement.”

“It isn’t as far as I know,” the Professor said.

I just shrugged, “It doesn’t matter, as I wanted to do this course anyway.”

“So, I’m going to have to find cases that will work your brain,” he said to me with glee. “I do like a challenge, Constable Mc Gee.” So, saying, he walked off deep in thought.

“Oops, I think you just got us more work, Dusty,” James said and smirked at me.

“Well, if he is going to find me something interesting, I’m happy,” I told James.

The rest of the week followed the same vein. Numbing lectures for the most part for James and me, with the others trying to separate us or to chat-us-up without a lot of success. We both knew who we wanted to be with, and by the way that James acted, I doubted the girls would shift his desire to be with me. He stuck with me like shit to a blanket.

The more James tried to avoid Carly, the nastier she got. Even Bindy told her to pull her head in at dinner on Thursday night when she made a catty remark about me monopolising James. James replied that I was his girlfriend, so I was allowed to monopolise him to my heart’s content. This statement didn’t go down well.

Aaron and Rod had worked out that I wasn’t really interested in straying. However, they still hung around with us. We had even attracted Bindy Marshal, one of the Army chicks, to our table, and Marty had started hanging around with the other two Army chicks.

It didn’t take me long to work out Bindy had a thing for Aaron, but he wasn’t picking up on the clues so well, as he had somehow managed to get into Rita’s pants. Bindy wasn’t impressed but bided her time. Like me, we both doubted he’d put up with Rita’s hot and cold signals for long.

I had suspected Rita was a bit of a tease, and she liked being the centre of attention. She was only interested in James because he was taken and not paying any attention to her. Bindy and I both silently agreed that her flirting with Aaron was supposed to get James’ attention.

However, James seemed oblivious to her as long as she left him alone.

Come Friday, James told me to pack.

We high tailed it out of there as soon as the last lecture finished. James had found a motel not far from the residence, and we didn’t move far from it except to take the odd break from being in bed with each other.

It seemed neither of us had lost the desire to be with the other during our five-day separation. James’ desire for me had him stripping me the minute he got me into the motel room. He didn’t get any objections from me. He settled down a bit after the first quickie.

I think he really enjoyed having me all to himself and tried to please me in any way he could. I tried to direct us to activities that he also enjoyed, but he didn’t seem to care what we did, as long as we did it together. He even went shopping with me, as I needed new bras. Oddly, I think he enjoyed shopping more than I did.

We decided not to check out until 5am on Monday morning. We wore our exercise clothes back and quietly dropped our gear in our rooms before heading down to do our warm-ups. Since it was cold, the trainer had moved us into the gym. We were early, so we decided to spar.

We were having a lovely time. I chuckled when I got James down onto the mat for the third time and said, “You’re getting better. You nearly had me with that last move.”

“Girly, you shouldn’t play with a man like that. It’s not good for his ego,” Dave said, making us aware we had an audience.

James took advantage of my distraction; he rolled me over, kissed me and rubbed my arse. He chuckled and got off me before helping me up.

“It’s okay. I’m learning her weakness.”

“And what is that?” Aaron asked as I pulled the T-shirt down and re-covered my midriff, cutting off his view.

“I just have to pat her arse to distract her. But if I were you, I wouldn’t try it,” James replied.

“Why not,” Aaron asked him.

“The last guy who tried it without her permission lost a finger,” James replied.

“How?” Rod just had to ask.

“She shot it off,” James replied nonchalantly.

“That was an accident,” I replied to our stunned audience.

“I’m still surprised you only got him in the leg and missed his balls,” James grinned at me.

“Well, it’s hard to judge the height of an unknown assailant in the dark when you’re shooting between your own legs,” I explained as if everyone should understand the difficulties.

Bindy chuckled, “I could only imagine that it would be. You may have to demonstrate that move as I don’t believe it is covered in our manual.”

“Or ours either, I had to improvise. The trick was to distract him, so he moved the gun from the back of my head,” I told her with all seriousness.

“How did you do that?” she wanted to know.

“I wiggled my arse and moved my knees further apart,” I grinned.

Aaron replied with a leer and a glance at my arse, “I could see how that would work. I’d be distracted.”

“I was surprised that she got an American ex-Special Force’s guy to fall for it,” James added.