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145 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 19, 2021
“The last thing I remember was seeing you,” he said. “Night Shift or not, I knew you couldn’t have gotten away. Not with no gear. No weapons. No backup.”
“I did, though.”
“How?” Cade asked as he looked at Marlow. The genuine curiosity in his voice cut through the anger like a splash of lemon. “When I woke up, I knew—I knew—I had to have killed you.”
“I blew the car up and ran like fuck while you were on fire. Sorry.”
It took a second, but Cade started to laugh. It left him breathless and whooping as he tangled himself around Marlow, chuckled kisses warm and ticklish against Marlow’s throat and jaw.
“You’re a dangerous man,” he said. “But I guess I knew that.”
“I am sorry,” Marlow said.
“For setting me on fire or for not realizing I thought I’d eaten you?”
“That’s not funny.” Cade caught Marlow’s waist and pulled him closer. He leaned down until their foreheads touched, his mouth not quite against Marlow’s lips. “If you get killed, I’m going to make O’Hara’s life a misery. The whole SDPD is going to regret that I ever moved here.”
Marlow kissed him. It was rough and desperate, the only break in Marlow’s cool composure, and his hand dug into the back of Cade’s neck. Cade held his food clumsily to the side, the sauce hot enough to sting his fingers through the styrofoam.
“They already do,” Marlow said as he finally stepped back. “And I’m not going anywhere. Next date’s on you, remember? I want to see if you can actually ask me out without insulting me somehow.”