In the Middle of Love's Crime *BWWM Mystery Romance Thriller by ReNita A. Burgess

Don’t forget that you had your turn of hurting me too.” She told him.
    Wait a minute, now the tables were turning on him. He was supposed to be the good guy this time. “Simona, that was long ago. I may have hurt you from my actions before, but I never once cheated on you like that brainless G.I Joe you’re with.”
    Being caught off guard, Simona noticed that she was laughing at Drew’s remark. A soft laugh grew into a bigger laugh, and the two of them were laughing together.
    “A brainless G.I Joe? I have never heard of that one before.” She laughed. “Drew, you always had such a sense of humor. Thanks, I needed that.”
    “Anytime, Simona.” Drew rose from his seat and stretched, he was exhausted. “Well, I should be heading home. Is there anything I can do for you? You really should take it easy and get some rest.”
    Standing beside him and looking closely into his dark, blue eyes, Simona smiled slowly at Drew. She had never seen this thoughtful side to him.
    The reason for their break up was mainly because of his lack of emotion. He was a detective; he was used to not showing pity and to be taken seriously.
    “I’ll probably just curl up with a book until I fall asleep tonight. I’ll just…take it one day at a time. I’m trying to get over this.” Simona rubbed his back and walked him towards the door. “Thanks again, Drew.”
    Drew wanted to confess to her that he was still in love with her, but he had to go with the timing. He stood in front of the doorway and smiled. “Goodnight, Simona.”
    Simona slowly closed her door and leaned against it. She hugged herself, feeling the emptiness.
    Inhaling.
    Exhaling.
    The man she was engaged to had broken her heart big time; while the man who walked out of her life in the past was stepping back in.
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 21
     
    The smell of cigarettes filled the air over thick perfume and cologne, the soft jazz played over the chattering customers in Woody’s Bar and Grill. Though it was a little after midnight, Drew didn’t actually go home. He sat at the bar, gulping down a tequila shot and took a long pull from his Cuban cigar.
    He couldn’t go home, he knew that if he were to go home then thoughts of Simona would stir up. Thoughts of his feelings for her and memories that haunted him of them when they were together.
    The most grueling thought that bothered him was knowing that she was pregnant from that scumbag fiancé. The bartender refilled Drew’s glass without asking if he needed it. Since Drew was with the law, it was always served as on the house for him.
    Drew groaned with a sigh, running his hand through his sweaty hair. He took another long swig from his drink. He wasn’t a regular smoker, but whenever he had a lot on his mind he would smoke to release the tension.
    He wish that Simona hadn’t gotten pregnant from Ben. Things were going well now that Ben was behind bars and he wanted him to stay there.
    This issue with her having a baby only would make it hard for them to start over. Drew could tell that Simona still had something buried deep down for him after all these years too.
    Why the hell did a baby have to be growing inside of her? If only a part of Ben wouldn’t be in the picture!   Drew slammed his hand down on the bar counter and stormed out the door. His thoughts were getting the best of him and taking over.
    Drew got in his car and drove away with anger down the highway, rage was in his eyes. He was speeding past the limit, not giving a care. He decided to park his car in the parking lot of Simona’s apartment and watch her window. Her light was still on at the top of the building. Drew rubbed his chin as he cooked up a plan.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 22
    “So he was cheating on you the entire time? I knew it! The son of a bitch!” Jamika said as she checked out her newly French manicured nails.
    “Yes, he was cheating on me and also cheating on me with two other woman. I