Soft Dark Lee Bodecker x younger plus-size reader
“Got me wide, wide open. Got a .45 on him and he pushin about a hundred and two”
Knockemstiff, Ohio was a long way from Connecticut. You weren’t running away from anything. Sure, you had a strict religious father and your mother the o so dutiful wife kept in line. Your older siblings had families of their own. Your older sister Noel stayed in Connecticut with her family and your brother Henry moved down to Georgia with his. Where exactly did that leave you?
You took the chance after going to Esthetician School in New York to haul your ass out of New England. You wanted something where you could put your mark on. Hell maybe have clients and start up your own business. 31 years old,single and still need to find yourself. What’s the worst that could happen?
You drove in your blush pink Cadillac Coupe into the center of town getting curious looks by bystanders, never seeing that car come through here before. As a small town everyone knew each other and newbies were rare.
Before you passed the diner you quickly signaled and turned into the parking lot. You check yourself in the mirror and smoothed your dress. (Dress is below, not as much cleavage)
You swore you heard a wolf whistle from inside as you passed the front and walked up the stairs. You entered and a chime went off. It felt like everyone was staring at you… cause they were. Who was this visitor that decided to come into their town? Why was she dressed like a movie star?
A teenage hostess was perched on a chair “How many for the table?”, She looked you over with a bright smile and looked at the door like there would be more to your party.
“Just a table for one please”, you took your hands out of your pockets as you followed her to the right side of the diner.
You passed what looked like law enforcement at one table and you caught the blue eyes of what looks to be the Sheriff. He dipped his hat at you as you passed with a wolfish smile. You just gave a polite smile back.
She placed the menu down at your table. “Here you are, Betsy will be right with you.”
As you were looking at the menu you felt eyes on you. You looked up and saw the Sheriff standing before you. You flinched and chuckled at yourself while putting the menu down. He was something alright. He took his hat off to reveal a crew cut with dark brown hair and sprinkles of grey. He stared you down for a hot second and asked, “ Would you mind me taking a seat across from you, darlin’ ?”
“No! Not at all” you watched him sit in the booth while staring at you.
“Very kind of you to allow me to sit. Is there any fella that I should look out for?” He stretched out his arms where his fingers ghosted yours.
“O none at all, unless they followed me from Connecticut,” you giggled.
He chuckled, “Well if they did follow you , you are safe with me. I would shoot em dead if they bothered you.” He had this look in his eye that quickly vanished. You knew he wasn’t joking all the same.
“Very kind of you Sheriff, I can handle my own,” you gave a tight smile.
“Sheriff Lee Bodecker,” he offered his hand to shake. Icy blue eyes staring into your hazel ones. You diligently took it, “Dina.”
He still had your hand, “ If you need anything, Dina,” he popped a toothpick in his mouth. “You call this number right here” he gave you his card.
“Sheriff, would you like any coffee after your supper?” Betsy finally arrived with her orange hair a flame.
“You know what, I will actually have a cup before I head down to the station,” he looked at you, “Do you mind me joining you for your supper?”
You honestly liked the company because he wasn’t bad looking at all with his square jaw and dimpled chin. “Nope, none at all Sheriff,”
“Okay, dearie. What would you like to have? “
“May I have a Shirley Temple with a steak cooked medium rare and the mashed potatoes? “ you gave the menu to her. You looked over at the Sheriff who was rolling his tooth pick side to side.
“Good choice, sweetheart “ he reached down and moved his belt,”
I just ate one myself” he patted his lil pot belly.
“Lovely. Would you excuse me for a second? I need to use the ladies room.” You slid out as he did.
He put his hand on your bare shoulder,” Lemme show you the way.”
You gave him a frown,” I can find it, stay and wait for your coffee” you tried to move around him.
“Don’t want you losing your way,” he pushed you forward and walked side by side. He passed his deputies and one of them noticed the Sheriff’s hand hovering over your lower back almost covering your plentiful ass.
As you made your way to the restroom he followed behind and put his fist in his mouth as soon as he looked at your glorious ass again.
You stepped into the restroom.
The same deputy came over to Lee ,” You need any information on her?” He whispered.
Lee kept looking at the door, “Dina from Connecticut. Single.” He made a side eye to his deputy who nodded.
He walked away as soon as you came out.
“All good to go,” this time he laid a hand on your shoulder blades while walking back to the table.
“Sheriff, who is this mighty fine lady you have beside you?” An elderly man with bifocals questioned.
“This here is Dina, Ernest, she is from Connecticut and we are happy to have her.”
Ernest tutted, “These women now and days would learn from a lady like you. Meat on their bones, dressing to the nines just for dinner at a diner. You baby doll, are one of a kind. This new generation are all drugged out hippies, if I tell ya what. Women skinny as rails and looking like they haven’t showered for days!!!”
“Ernest!” His wife Judith hissed. “Enough! Sorry my dear he is thinking of the old days.”
“Not at all, my dad said the same thing,” you giggled.
“Smart man,” Lee replied.
“Sheriff!” Another townsfolk spoke up,”When will we be getting notices about what to bring for the fall festival?”
“2 weeks, Dottie” he put his hand on your forearm, “Excuse us, Dina has supper to attend to.”
“Nice meeting you!” Ernest and Judith said in unison.
“Like wise” you nodded your head.
“Come on, sugar, supper is waitin” , he steered you towards the deputy table.
“This here is Dina, she is new in town and we are forever grateful she chose a town like ours to visit,” he stated with a ‘don’t fuck with her’ face.
Bunch of men greeted you.
“Oh, I’m not visiting Sheriff. This actually is my new home” you saw Betsy place your dinner down.
“Well I be, what a fine young woman to grace us and become a townsfolk “ he said his goodbyes to his deputies.
You made your way back to the booth.
“I am very grateful for the warm hello I have received. I honestly thought it would be a bit longer to make friends,” you cut up your steak as the Sheriff drank his coffee.
“A Sheriff needs to make it known to the townspeople that they are safe and that they can always come to me about any issue or situation happening,” he gave you a critical eye.
“Of course! “ you took a bite of your steak and moaned.
The Sheriff gave you a cheshire smile and you blushed.
“Sound like you are enjoying your steak, sugar,” he took another gulp of coffee still making eye contact.
“Yes, it is delicious! I drove 5 hours without stopping and this is rewarding,” you ate some mashed potatoes.
Betsy came over and asked how the food was and you nodded your head. While the Sheriff said you enjoyed it a lot.
He cleared his throat, “Where abouts are you living at?” He would find out sooner than later but still wanted to know.
“Ummm. Grove Street, just enough space for me, might get a cat to have some company. “ you didn’t want to give too much information to him. I mean you just met and he has been zoned in on you since you arrived. You didn’t know if it was enduring or annoying at this point.
“Hm I do remember a for sale sign on one of the houses, number 16 if Im not mistaken. Gorgeous ranch, if you need help with any furniture or anything give me a holler,” he always knew what was going on in this town. As the leader and main protector.
You were a bit unsettled how he knew that but coming from such a small town it is probably easy to know.
“I’m actually 4 blocks away from you, I have my own ranch. Gets pretty lonely, you are more than welcome to stop by after we get more acquainted. We will be best of friends, Dina” he squeezed your left hand staring at your wedding finger that was bare.
“Do you know about any rentals for a business?” Again you wanted to dodge these advances.
He gave a deep chuckle, “What business are you thinkin, sweet thang?” He raised his palm and yours went up with it. He was comparing the size of your hands. Yours was much smaller than his and he loved another quality about you.
“Esthetician business, it’s skin care. Do you think the ladies would be excited?” You tried to free your hand but he locked fingers with yours.
“Hmmm first skin care business and the ladies already get their nails and hair done frequently. You will definitely have customers,” he was gonna make damn sure all the ladies knew you were opened and encourage all of them to see you.
“Perfect, I will be looking into rentals this week, “ again he had the same look in his eye.
“Don’t you worry sugar I know a spot that is perfect for you, I will ask the landlord for a good deal,” more like state that you will get a good deal or he will break a knee cap.
“O thank you so much, Sheriff!” You squeezed his hand. He squeezed right back.
“Call me Lee,” he had a toothy grin while memorized by you.
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