Fuck. He’d do that for me?
When his lips brush against mine, I finally give him my answer, “Then take down the last one on my list.”
His eyes burst open. “You … trust me?”
I blink just once. “I trust your judgment.” I lean in as far as I can, so our lips briefly touch. “I fell for you for a reason, Atreus. Just like you fell for me.”
He sucks in the oxygen past his teeth. “I’m…”
“Obsessed,” I mutter at the same time as him.
He steals a single, poisonous kiss, groaning before pulling back. “I can’t.”
My nails scratch across the table as I lean back far enough for him to no longer be able to kiss me. “Then you should throw that badge in the garbage because it means nothing.”
His lip still twitches with greed for more. “I take down criminals the right way.”
“No. You just took out the cuckoo in the nest,” I growl. “Me.”
He slowly takes a few steps back as the unyielding darkness returns to his face, then barges off and slams the door shut behind him.
Just like he always does.
Close the door.
End the possibility.
Stop the poison from seeping deeper into the branches of his veins.
A devious smirk slowly forms on my face.
Too.
Fucking.
Late.
CHAPTER 41
Orion
I stare downat the feet shuffling about the wait area, while the chatting next to me continues. The entire family is here: the Riveras, Torreses, Reeds, Carusos, Fletchers, Prestons, and Navarros, of course. Even Melody and her dad are here. Everyone wants to show their support for Sunny … or witness the onslaught that’s about to happen, because our families are being torn apart.
“How long is this going to take? Hmm?” Lana, Sunny’s mother, complains to one of the employees standing at the desk inside the police station. “We’ve been waiting for hours.”
“I can’t believe Sunny got arrested,” Max mutters in the chair next to me. “She was always so careful not to get caught.”
“I thought she was supposed to be the smart one,” Silas jests, but no one is laughing.
“Ma’am, please sit down,” the employee at the desk tells her mother, but she’s not listening.
“What are we going to do?” Levi asks, running his fingers through his hair. “None of this was supposed to happen.”
“Please don’t tell me this has something to do with the phone she borrowed from me,” Elliot mutters under his breath, and everyone looks at him like he just handed the cops a smoking gun. Elliot’s father, Milo, puts his finger against his lips and silences him.
How did it end up like this?
I thought she had herself covered.
