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Miles doesnotlook happy.
I don’t blame him. But what did he expect me to do? I’m investigating a case, and he’s a…
Well, Mark would say he’s a suspect. I disagree with that assessment. But no matter the evidence, he’s a person of interest along with both his brothers. If Mark knows I’m sleeping with Miles, he’ll take me off the case. Or worse, have me fired.
Only Sheriff Bryant or Mayor Vance can technically fire me, but Mark’s got a lot of seniority. It would be more to use against Miles, spinning it so it looked as if Miles slept with me to mess with the case instead of what it really was. Which was… I have no idea.
Fuck!I knew I shouldn’t have accepted Miles’s dinner invitation. I knew it, but I did it anyway.
I did it because I like him.
I more than like him. He’s amazing. He had me feeling things last night that I’ve never felt. I don’t just mean ridiculously amazing orgasms either. I likehimand how he makes me feel.
Miles towers over Mark, but I’ll give Mark a gold star for meeting Miles’s gaze. It’s more than I can do at the moment.
“So what is it, Bridger?” he asks.
“Like I said,” Miles says through clenched teeth, “it turned out to be nothing.”
“And likeIsaid. I’ll be the judge.”
Time for me to intervene. “I already exercised judgment. It’s irrelevant.”
“What was it, Bridger?” Mark pushes.
“Jesus. The answer’s still the same. Nothing.” Miles brushes past Mark briskly and stands by the door.
“Wait a minute,” Mark yells at him.
“Let him go.” I set my hand on Mark’s arm to hold him back. “It was nothing.”
Mark rakes his gaze over my body and I snatch my hand back.
“Just what the hell is going on here, Hopkins?”
“Nothing that’s any of your business.”
He narrows his eyes. “It sure as hell is my business if Bridger is keeping evidence from me.”
I rub my forehead, trying to ease the ache that has erupted. “It’s nothing. I lied. He was here because I invited him.”
He’s quiet for a moment. Too long. I keep myself from squirming in the chair.
Finally—
“I see.”
“For breakfast. Just for breakfast.”
“And you met him in that?” He points to grungy sweats.
For God’s sake, Sadie. Grow a spine!
“We had dinner last night. He stayed over. Are you satisfied?”
The tension in my living room could be cut with a knife. I’m not ashamed I was with Miles. It was amazing. I also don’t want Mark to know about my sex life. Ever. It isn’t his business and it gives me the creeps.
But I crossed a line.
