Handcuffed: Unbelievable, #4

By Garnet Davenport

That moment you realize you really ****ed up...

Ronnie watched the scene unfold while sitting in the back of a police car and contemplating where it all went wrong.

It hadn't mattered that she had dealt with her mess herself. It hadn't mattered that she was in an amazing relationship with the one man who she'd always wanted. It hadn't mattered that she had been careful. All that mattered was that Ronnie's brother, Ryan, was yelling at Blake as he tried to get her out of the police car.

The real story of how Ronnie ended up sitting in the back of a police car Handcuffed shouldn't surprise anyone... but it might just be that Unbelievable.

CW: Unlike other books in the Unbelievable series, Handcuffed and Nightstick occur at the same point in the timeline and deal with police matters which include the discussion of sensitive material, situations, and events occur which may make some readers uncomfortable.
Additional information will be provided in the foreword of the book if you are concerned with this subject matter. I understand that this is not for everyone and would like for you to enjoy every book. Please feel free to skip over Handcuffed and Nightstick to continue with the series. Loving Autumn, Out of Bounds and In Bounds will come back to the sports romances.

Ronnie and Blake's story is Book 4 in the Unbelievable series and can be read as a standalone... but why would you want to do that?

Rising Summers (Book 1) - Chloe and Nix
Kissing Winters (Book 2) - Brooklyn and Kane
Wanting Spring (Book 3) - Makenna and Mason
Handcuffed (Book 4) - Ronnie and Blake
Nightstick (Book 5) - Jen and Ryan
Loving Autumn (Book 6) - Autumn and Rocco
Out of Bound (Book 7) - Soumaya and Dom
In Bounds (Book 8) - Zeri and Luther

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Garnet Davenport
• Release date: Aug 31, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201384920

Book preview

1

ARRESTINGLY STUPID

RONNIE

Drive faster, Brooklyn shouted from the back seat.

I’m not diving faster, Chloe shouted back.

Oh my God, I’m going to jail. I’m pregnant. I can’t go to jail, Makenna said, hyperventilating.

You’re not going to go to jail. If anything, it’s going to be Ronnie, Chloe offered.

Thanks. I deadpanned.

You’re the one who had to flash the cop car. I’m not going down just because you have a thing for a man in uniform, Brooklyn snapped. I love Miss Kay, but she’s not raising my boys.

Guys, the lights aren’t even on yet. They’re just following us… really close.

Whoop whoop.

You were saying? Chloe sarcastically said.

The lights were brighter than I thought they’d be, but it was nearly two o’clock in the morning. We had just gone to the guys’ game against the West Virginia Vipers, and the guys had to go back to the hotel. We figured it would be okay if we were all together to do an away game. They’ve got one more game in Tennessee tomorrow, and we’re not going to drive there. Plus, I’ve got work in the morning.

Chloe put her turn signal on and started to pull off the road to a safe area to stop. We waited in silence as the cop ran Chloe’s out-of-state plates. Nix bought Chloe this sweet Tesla and retired Rhonda the Honda to me. I had paid good money for that beautiful Honda. Nix wanted a safer car for her. It had taken some persuasion, but she finally gave in and just in time for the wedding and baby. I bet if he could have put her in a tank, he would have.

Hmm, maybe I should bring that up after this.

The gravel crunched and squeaked as heavy steps came walking up to her window.

I’m going to kill you, Chloe stage-whispered to me.

I’ve got this, I said.

No, don’t get any of it. Let me handle this, Chloe pushed.

I put my hands up, letting her know I would relent and let her handle it. I see the dark blue of the uniform and lick my lips. Fuck yeah, that’s hot. The belt at his waist moved just slightly as he strutted up to her car. He pulled out his flashlight and looked into Chloe’s window.

Chloe rolled the window down, and he looked inside the car.

Ladies. He gave a nod.

Aww, he’s a good ole’ southern boy. I liked that.

Can I ask what was going through your head when you decided to flash a police car? he asked, looking over at Chloe and directly at me.

His voice was making me literally melt. My freaking panties were a goner. I mean if I were wearing any.

Chloe spun and looked over at me. Fuck, that’s right, he was talking to me.

I’ve got pretty fantastic boobs. I just thought you should know, I explained.

I heard groaning from the back seat.

But I saw the smirk on his face. He thought it was funny.

He looked back at Chloe. License and registration. And what are you doing out in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night? he asked.

As Chloe reached for her purse, he watched her intently.

The game, I offered.

His eyes shot over to mine.

You’re a hockey fan, he asked, taking Chloe’s license from her. The moment recognition hit, he looked at her and then into the car one more time. Holy fuck.

We all giggled.

Your guys destroyed us tonight, he said, more excitement to his tone.

You follow hockey? Chloe asked.

Yeah, it’s not every day you’ve got news stories like the ones that have come from the Badgers. He chuckled.

I winced.

Chloe takes her relationship with Nix very personally. Kane knocked up B the first fucking night they were together. And Makenna, she and Mason are still really just getting to know each other. Even with the little potato in her potato sack.

I think I’m going to be sick, Makenna said.

Officer Hottie aimed his flashlight at her as she opened the door and vomited hotdog chunks onto the side of the road. The sound alone makes Brooklyn start to gag.

Aww fuck. I hissed.

Brooklyn opened her door and followed Makenna’s lead.

Officer Hottie looked annoyed and nervous. He reaches for his radio.

Please don’t, I begged.

But it didn’t matter. He’s already calling for backup and an ambulance.

This is your fault, Chloe snapped in my face.

That they’re pucking their guts out? You’re kidding me, right? I didn’t fuck them and get them pregnant, I snapped back at her.

I love Chloe. She’s honestly one of my closest friends; however, when I came into B’s life, Chloe wasn’t around much. She was always busy with Brooklyn’s older, very hot brother, Nix. They were basically doing the long distance thing for nearly a year before Nix asked Chloe to move in with him. B and I met in college that year. She lasted like one semester, and then all the emotional stress from the paparazzi, then she wanted to change majors, and finally I think she just was homesick. We’re all back together now, except for the fact that I’m not part of their Seasons Gang. I get left out—a lot, but then again so does Autumn. And that’s a story for another time. That’s why, when I got invited, I was excited. I got a free pass into the WAGs box to watch the game, and they let you drink. With three preggos, two of them about to pop, I figured I would drink for them. And I did.

He flashed the light over at me. I held my hand up, blocking the light trying to blind me.

Have you been drinking tonight? he questioned.

No, sir, Chloe answered, motioning down to her baby belly.

That’s why she’s driving, I said.

The grumble that came from this man immediately let the floodgates go.

I need you to step out of the vehicle, he ordered with an extremely authoritative manner.

Chloe slowly unbuckled her seatbelt and opened her door. I was forcing myself not to laugh. I happen to know that Chloe likes taking orders from Nix. She’s not necessarily a submissive, but she’s admitted, when Nix demands things, she gets turned on. And that’s basically all she will say because Brooklyn doesn’t want to hear anything sexual that has to do with her brother.

I can understand that. I don’t want to know anything about my own brother’s sex life. It’s bad enough I happen to be attracted to cops. One specific one actually—Blake Handcock, my brother’s partner. A man that refuses to acknowledge I’m alive.

I looked out the window seeing Chloe talking to officer hottie. Even though she was obviously pregnant, he was doing his job. She was going to have to walk a straight line and touch her nose with her fingers. I catch lights flashing coming up behind us. I rolled my eyes.

Medics are here, I announced.

Makenna and Brooklyn look back to see what I’m talking about. They both hold their arms up in front of their faces to block the lights.

Chloe was talking with Officer Hottie for far too long when I looked back to them.

Ma’am? One of the paramedics came up to Makenna’s door and started checking on her.

The moment she told him she was pregnant, he escorted her back to the ambulance. Brooklyn was the next to go. Another officer came up to my window and put his flashlight directly into my eyes. I put my hand in front of my face to block out some of the blinding light.

Ma’am, have you been drinking tonight?

This officer was a little more seasoned. He probably had also been eating a lot of seasoned things. Doritos maybe. Were those orange stains on his hands?

I had a couple beers at the game, I replied. I turned my head to see Chloe talking again with Officer Hottie. They both looked over at me as the officer I had been assigned to decided to open my door.

I’m going to need you to step out of the vehicle, he ordered.

I stood and stepped out of Chloe’s Tesla. Brooklyn and Makenna were being looked after while Chloe and officer hottie were coming toward us.

Turn around, the officer said to me.

I blinked in confusion. What the hell was happening?

Ma’am, turn around, he ordered again.

I looked down, seeing handcuffs. He was about to handcuff me. I was officially getting arrested for the first time in my life.

My mouth opened and closed like a fish. I started to turn, catching the eye of my friends as I did, and looked at the roof of the Tesla. I felt the cold metal of the cuffs as they swung around my wrists and locked into place. He started reading my rights then the older officer who had cuffed me took me by the crook of my arm and escorted me toward the police vehicle.

I spent the thirty seconds before he had the door open in pure panic, and then I was in the backseat waiting to be taken off to jail, thinking about how I was going to get out of jail in another state. Who would be my one phone call?

As the officers talked to each other, Chloe had walked up to them and had asked something. The older officer had said something to her. None of which I could hear.

God, I wish I could read lips right now, I said to myself.

Chloe walked away from them and then over to Brooklyn and Makenna. The older officer said something to officer hottie and then started walking toward the vehicle he had put me in. When he got behind the wheel, he called in some code over the radio and then started to drive.

Other than a few bits of radio chatter, the ride was silent. He didn’t speak one word to me. When we arrived at the precinct, he lifted himself from the driver’s seat and came around to open the door and get me from the back. The whole area was lit, and another officer was outside waiting for the hand-off. I was taken in and sat down in a waiting area while the officers moved around me.

There wasn’t a ton of people around. Graveyard shift and all, but there was still enough men in blue for me to be very attentive toward Office Hottie, who had just walked in through the other door. We made eye contact. I smiled and looked away, catching a similar flirtatious smirk.

Was he interested? I knew I was. That man was damn fine. I don’t regret flashing the cop car. Had I known that was the hot cop behind the wheel, I would have had Chloe slow down. But as soon as we had passed, I saw the other car. I bet, had it been just Officer Hottie, I wouldn’t be handcuffed and sitting here in the middle of the night about to be processed.

Don’t I get a phone call? I asked as a female officer walked past me.

She hadn’t answered me. Just walked past me. Fine, be that way, I muttered.

The older officer came back and motioned with his hand for me to stand. It had been a little difficult with my hands in the handcuffs, but I got up and followed him back.

Can I get these cuffs off at some point? I asked, twisting for him to see them still on my wrists.

In a minute. I’ve got to get your information into the system and then get you fingerprinted, he explained.

He put me in front of a chair beside a desk and pulled out the key for the handcuffs.

Thank God.

He released the left side then attached it to the chair, making me sit in the world’s most uncomfortable chair. He walked around and sat down. He typed one key at a time with his pointer finger. I turned my head away and rolled my eyes. I caught the smirk on Officer Hottie as he tried to hide a laugh.

It doesn’t look like we’ve got anything in the system on you.

You wouldn’t. This is the first time I’ve ever been arrested, I said.

There’s a first time for everyone, he said with a chuckle.

I sighed and looked over at Officer Hottie.

Yup, still worth it.

Do I get my phone call? I don’t live close. I’ll need to call someone to come get me.

The officer looked over at me, eyeing me suspiciously, and then nodded.

He pulled a landline phone closer and picked up the receiver. What’s the number?

I couldn’t remember any numbers. They were all in my cell phone… in Chloe’s car. I knew two numbers: my brother’s, who I would never call, and Blake’s. Oh dear God, I was going to have to call my crush so I didn’t have to deal with my overbearing brother in this humiliating situation.

I rattled off the number as the officer punched the buttons and waited through at least four rings. I hadn’t thought he would pick up, but the gravelly voice that answered the phone made my toes tingle.

2

ARRESTINGLY EARLY

BLAKE

Coming out of yet another sex dream about my partner’s little sister, the ringing of my cell phone woke me into a lucid state. I pulled the charging cord from my phone and looked at the screen. I hadn’t recognized the out-of-state number.

Handcock, I answered.

A giggle came through the line. I’d know that giggle anywhere.

Ronnie? I asked. What time is it?

I’m so sorry to wake you. I got into some trouble, she explained.

Are you okay? What’s wrong? I questioned, sitting up in my bed and feeling panic and worry throughout my entire body.

I’m okay, but I got arrested in—where am I? I heard her ask someone away from the receiver.

Dryfork, a gruff man’s voice answered.

Where is that? I asked.

West Virginia, she responded.

Have they processed you yet? I asked.

In process now. Can you possibly… come get me? she asked, sounding so unsure of herself.

I’ve never heard her like that before. I looked at my phone to see the time. It was nearly three, and I knew I couldn’t leave her there. I wouldn’t.

What precinct are you at?

I heard her ask the officer, and he gave her the number.

It’s—

I cut her off. I got it. It’s going to take me some time. Don’t say anything, and I’ll be there in a couple hours. You’re going to have to sit in a cell.

I figured.

It’s time. I heard the officer tell her.

I’m leaving now, I told her.

Hey, Blake…

Yeah?

Thank you.

Yeah, I said and then hung up.

I hadn’t even asked her what she had been arrested for. God, it could have been anything, knowing Ronnie. I’m surprised she’s not in the system. Ryan had done good raising her.

It was those differences in age that were throwing me every time I looked at her. I wanted her. Wild side and all. She was my complete opposite. And I loved it. Everything about the girl made me want her. Then just a few years back, that crazy girl decided to try to set me up on a blind date with one of her friends. I hadn’t known much about her at the time. Ryan had only talked about raising her since she was little. I hadn’t known her real age. But as I sat with that raven-haired beauty, I had found out the truth for certain. Even with her being nearly thirteen years younger, I had wanted Ronnie not Brooklyn.

The whole thing had been a set-up between Ronnie and Ryan. When Brooklyn had told me she would help me get Ronnie’s attention, I was excited. But the more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t do that to my partner.

I’d been avoiding Ronnie as much as possible since that night. Turning down invitations to spend time in the same place as her. Until the night Ryan and I had been out and met up with the girls. I could tell immediately that Ryan was interested in Jen. She was going to give him hell. I couldn’t take my eyes off of Ronnie. I had to force myself to look at anyone else but her. Even with Ryan paying attention to Jen, he still should have picked up on something. How would I explain that? Yeah, I’ve been crushing on your little sister for nearly three years. I’ve had dreams about fucking her up against every piece of furniture in my apartment.

I slid a pair of dark