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“Fuck,” I huffed under my breath. Unlike her neat room and made bed, the drawer was a mess.
And I fucking loved it.
I wasn’t just falling hard and fast. I was there.
Everything, every little detail about her made me yearn for her in a way I'd never thought possible. I’d thought I’d seen too much for my heart to ever want someone for longer than a night.
Just like I had with her perfumes and makeup, I went through her drawer, pair after pair, bringing each one up to my nose, angry I couldn’t make out her scent through the fabric detergent she used.
I was a fucking animal.
I didn’t recognize the reflection of myself in the mirror by the time I was done touching and sniffing every piece of fabric.
I was no better than the men I arrested on a daily basis.
The only difference was, I was determined not to get caught.
And I should have known better.
No matter how good the crazies are, they always get caught.
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vivi
The moment I stepped out of the call center Friday night, I felt it again.
A sensation I couldn’t seem to shake, no matter what I tried. Like someone was watching me.
I looked around but didn’t see anyone or anything out of place. Everyone was hurrying to their cars to get home. There was a group of women who I'd overheard in the break room liked to hang out after work. They hit up different happy hours.
I’m being ridiculous. Who would watch me?
I wasn’t particularly interesting, and in the looks department, I wasn’t some kind of drop-dead gorgeous bombshell. I was no one in the big scheme of things.
But the day before, I’d stepped onto the bus and felt it. I looked around, but nothing had seemed off, so I’d brushed it off. But then it happened again on the way home, and then in the morning.
A part of me had wanted to mention it to Nix when we talked on the phone, but what was I going to say? I think someone is following me? It would have sounded like I was being dramatic. But all too quickly, our conversation changed direction, and I had forgotten all about it. And by the time we hung up, it had vanished from my mind.
I had all of five minutes between the moment I got out of work to the bus if I didn’t want to get stuck waiting an hour for the next one.
No. Tired was putting it mildly.
I was exhausted and looking forward to the weekend off more than I had looked forward to anything in a long time. That’s not true either, a voice perked up in the back of my head, making me smile the moment I reached the front door to my apartment.
Nix. Nix was what I looked forward to the most since he’d sent that text by accident.
Nix and his deep voice that felt like a touch through the line and made me feel safer and sexier than I could have ever imagined anyone making someone else feel. I loved romance novels, but I never thought anyone could ever coax certain feelings from me.
But he did.
Nix was sweet and caring. Attentive and funny. Sexy and dominating and bossy in the best of ways.
And a total and complete stranger.
I rolled my eyes as I opened my door and stepped into my apartment. Then something made me stop. I hadn’t had time to return after my shift cleaning the firehouse since I was the only one there instead of the two or three people my cousin usually scheduled as a team. I didn't mind it because she had messaged I would be getting paid double time.
Thankfully, I always carried an emergency outfit in my purse.
