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ller than where we were now standing, but I hadn't been as hyper-aware of him then, as I was now. Maybe it was because the topic of our conversation had held everything else at bay. Or it could

head, Brice muttered over my should

could between us. As I bent at the waist to unzip my carry-all and retrieve my camera, my rear end inadvertently collid

and Brice, or he had suddenly begun to feel claustrophobic within the cubicle himself, muttered, "Well, I'll leave you two, to it," then hurried out of the room and I was sud

utted her like a hunt

too: as if someone else was sharing my body with me. I shook

me, gazed at me, then

hen placed my finger again

d, a strange look cr

een, I typed out. "He is using me to watch us," then set the phone

nging my eyes back to the victim, a

then he shoute

ection, I raised an eyebrow

, Brice turned toward me.

a startled b

d, he slowed his speech, spreading out

ited the bathroom, clipping Brice's shoulder on my way out. I didn't stop until I was outside, where

R

pected that! Damn! This

She had been through hell, who wouldn't be a little wonky. However, one thing I knew for certain, whatever she had experienced, had changed her. She wasn't the same person I had known before I'd taken off for college. Her words when she had come out of surgery revealed she had been enduring this sick bastard's killings for quite some time. But the when an

se, and it was going to be like taking a bone from the snarling, snapping jaws of a canine to get her to stay off of it. I knew, as well, that when I walked out of this house, she was going to be all over my ass-so would my unit chief, but I would go toe to toe with him over her removal. I had little doubt I was facing zillions

ent had a variety of fields they kept under wraps. The men in black? Well, all I can say is the next time you see two or mor

ide me, Courtney stated, "She is going to pitc

es, sir, tha

Y

I didn't have anything nice to say, but I sure as shit wasn't saying nothing at all! No, this needed to be addr

d-pleasing mood. I should be in there, helping, not out here trying to decide if I loved the gnome in the f

orgiving mood. But I no longer wanted to rip Brice's head off and shove it where the sun doesn't shine. No, now, I might

e the scene wrapped up soon, so I sat down on the curb, and pick

waiting. He would have to come to me! I was not seeking him for an apology. He'd caused the brewing argument, so he could come to me to resolve it. As I

his pickup and he silently held open the door for me I snorted. Then, without

head back, he buried my mouth beneath his. When he finally lifted his mouth from mine and shifted back around, he growled, "If you think there is anythi

mind resettled on why I was mad. If he thought kissing me into oblivion wa

me, remember? Obviously, he wants me to see what he is doing. Some sick fetish? Who the fuck knows. But as long as he is leading us to

. "Not even if I told you I'm falling for you, and that I'm afraid of scre

the