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‘Where does he live?’

‘I don’t really know.’

Mac’s eyebrows knitted. ‘You’ve dated him for almost two years. How can you not know?’

‘He spends most of his time in hotel suites or at mine. I’ve never been to his house.’

‘I’ll get my hackers on it. They’re bound to be able to follow some sort of records to find out.’

We were quiet for a while as the sun rose over the city beyond the window, Mac yawning while a nurse came in and adjusted my meds and took notes.

‘You should go home and get some sleep,’ I said.

‘I can’t. I can’t go home until he’s dead. I can’t rest while he’s out there.’

Reaching out, I took his fingers in my hand, warmth filling me at his touch. ‘Come, lay with me? I’m tired too.’

‘Don’t you hate me? Everything I did was so messed up.’ Mac looked down at our hands, running his thumb gently over the bracelet he gave me.

‘I don’t think I could hate you if I tried,’ I said with a smile.

I moved the bed back into a flat position, shimmying over as best as I could while Mac took off his shoes and slid in behind me.

‘I don’t want to hurt you,’ he whispered, his face in my hair as he looped an arm over my waist.

‘You’ve never hurt me. I trust you.’

My eyes were drifting within seconds, my exhausted body instantly relaxing with him wrapped around me.

‘He killed the girl at the club,’ Mac said behind me, my body tensing. ‘And maybe more.’

‘I should have let you kill him that first night,’ I said, my eyes wetting as yet more death surrounded me. ‘It would have saved everyone.'

‘Don’t worry, sweetness. I’ll get him.’

His nickname for me wrapped around me like a comfortable blanket as I closed my eyes and slipped back into unconsciousness, feeling secure despite my aching body.

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

MAC

When I woke up with Katie in the tiny hospital bed with an aching, frozen back where she’d taken all the thin blanket, I smiled. Waking up next to her was everything I’d ever imagined it to be. My arm rested around her waist, the warmth from her body like a drug. No matter how much of her I had, I wanted more.

Inhaling deep, the smell of her shampoo still lingered in her hair.

‘Are you sniffing me?’ Her voice was soft, but full of amusement.

‘Yeah. I am.’

‘You’re not even embarrassed to be caught doing that?’

‘No. I’ve had my nose pressed in far worse places on your body. Or better, depending on who’s opinion you consider.’

When she squirmed against me before turning over, I smiled at her. Her eyes half closed in a wince as she adjusted her position and I lifted my hand from her waist.

‘Are you okay? Do you need anything?’

‘I’m okay. Apart from feeling like a bus hit me. I think I must be due some painkillers soon.’

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