Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“I’ve been sleeping with Mackenzie.” Saying the words out loud lifts a weight off my shoulders that I didn’t even know was there.
A frown drags Levi’s brows together.
“She doesn’t want her sister to know about us.”
“You’ve been sleeping with Mackenzie? As in Fawn’s sister Mac?”
“Yeah.” I slam the door and head toward the trunk, with Levi following.
“Dude.” He runs his hand over his head. “When the hell did this start? Was it after you met her at Thanksgiving?”
“No. I met her at a bar a few days before that. She came home with me that night, then took off the next morning before I woke up, but she forgot her cell phone at my place. A few days later, she came by to get it, and we ended up in bed again. Trust me—I was shocked to see her at your place on Thanksgiving.”
“I bet.” He scrubs his hands against his face. “So . . . what’s going on between you two now?”
“Nothing. She told me that she didn’t want Libby to know about us.”
“Ouch.”
“Yeah.” My jaw clenches when I think that she wants to keep us a secret.
“Maybe she didn’t mean it the way you took it.”
“I’m not sure there is another way to take it.”
“I don’t know, man. You met her parents. You saw just how crazy her mom is. Maybe she’s afraid that if her sister knows about you two, she’ll tell their mom, who’ll start trying to influence how Mac is feeling.”
“Maybe.” I check my gun before holstering it under my arm. “All I know is that she’s making me fucking crazy.”
“Welcome to the club,” he laughs.
I smirk at him. It wasn’t long ago that he had come into work complaining about his new neighbor. His neighbor who is now his girlfriend. After seeing them together, how happy they are, and how obviously in love he is with her, I have no doubt that it won’t be long before he’ll put a ring on her finger.
“Have you spoken to her since then?” he asks.
I shake my head. “No, but she did send me a message letting me know that she’s now pissed at me because I’m pissed at her,” I tell him.
He smiles.
“As soon as we’re done here, I say you go to her and figure out what’s going on. Just ask why she doesn’t want her sister to know about you.”
I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do. Last night, I was sure about letting her go. I thought I could find a way to get over whatever this is. But when I woke up this morning, I found myself thinking of her and wondering if she’s okay, if she slept, if she was thinking about me the way I was thinking about her. Breaking it off would be impossible. She’s burrowed under my skin in the short time I’ve known her. Now I need to figure out how to either get under hers or get over her.
“Are you ready?” I ask, needing to change the subject and my train of thought.
Mackenzie is exactly what I don’t need to be thinking about right now.
“Yeah.” Levi pulls himself off the bumper where he had taken a seat.
Folding the warrant for our suspect in half, I shove it in the inside pocket of my jacket and pull my cell phone out. Holding it in my hand, I wonder if I should wait to talk to Mackenzie face-to-face. I know I probably should, but the idea of going into this situation without hearing her voice doesn’t sit well with me.
“Just call her, man. She and Libby were picking up Fawn to go out when you called to tell me that we finally got Varges.”
“Where were they going?” I ask, not sure I want to know the answer. If he tells me they are out at some bar, I might lose my mind.
“Some art show in SoHo,” he says.
My muscles relax. I see another police cruiser drive by and park down at the end of the block, behind the SWAT van. Time to go.
“Call her. Don’t go into this situation without letting her know that you’re thinking about her.” He pats my shoulder, then walks off toward the other officers gathered at the end of the block.
I dial and put the phone to my ear. I clench my fist when my call goes to voice mail.
“I’ll see you tonight,” I growl before I hang up. I shove my phone back in my pocket.
As Levi and I follow SWAT into the building—and up the ten flights of stairs to Juan’s girlfriend’s apartment—adrenaline starts to course through my veins.
I used to live for this, for these moments of excitement. Now the unknown fills my belly with dread and makes me even more aware that there are lives on the line here. When we reach the stairwell on the tenth floor, I brace my back against the wall and wait for the signal from SWAT to say that they have entered the apartment and it’s clear for Levi and me to go in. I close my eyes for a moment, say a silent prayer.