Blake POVI open my eyes, sitting up on the bed, frowning and looking around. I move my hand through my hair, pulling it away from my face while my heart beats fast. My forehead is so wet with sweat that my hair gets stuck. I had a really weird dream and then I felt like I was being watched. That feeling hasn’t disappeared.It was the most real dream I have ever had in my life. It was like I could even smell his cologne. My skin felt warm, as if he was touching me and my pussy drenched because he was touching, licking and doing all sorts of sinful things to me. Things I wish I could feel for real.I realize it’s been far too long since the last time I had sex and I need to get it sorted. I know I am not the one-night stands kind of girl, but I really need to sort out this need for sex.I sit on the edge of the bed, grabbing the robe I have resting on the end of the bed, throwing it over my shoulders and passing my arms through the fabric, tyin

Wyatt POVHaving to pretend I don’t know what happened last night is making me sick to my stomach. Watching the strongest woman I have ever met in my life break down crying in front of me is something I wasn’t expecting and it’s making me feel things I am not comfortable feeling.I can’t remember the last time I felt empathy for someone, I trained myself to stop feeling it, it’s stupid and takes me nowhere and here I am, on my knees in front of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, while she cries.I try to comfort her, again, something I haven’t done in a long time, and when she looks at me desire flashes in her green eyes and then she looses all control wrapping her arms around my neck as she falls on her knees in front of me kissing me. Shit, her lips are soft and taste like strawberries and cream. The way she moans against my mouth as I bite her lower lip, forcing her to open herself to me.Our tongues dance to

Blake POVI am sitting looking at my laptop for the past two hours without being able to write anything is something very weird to me. Usually the words just fly out of me and things get done fast, but not today. My mind keeps flying back to Wyatt and how he took me, how he made me orgasm so easily. How he is not remorseful about what happened between us. He is the one engaged and I am the one feeling guilty.Maybe it’s because I am going to meet up with Sandrine in less than one hour to look at her wedding dress. How am I supposed to look at her after what I did with her fiancé? Fake engagement or not, I should’ve stopped myself. And it’s all on me. I was the one that lost her shit and jumped at him. The way he was worried about me, the way he was looking at me, made me believe he cared. But does he? Why should he care? He’s nothing to me. And what sort of power does he have to take care of things for me?I needed up not telling him what he wanted to know, who’s dealing with the case

Wyatt POV“Okay, what do you have?” I ask as I sit at the end of the table as all sets of eyes are on me. Travis clears his throat as he presses a button on his laptop and all the lights turn off. The projector turns on and we all look at the white wall behind me that has now a photo of an abandoned building.“This is where we think Petrov is hiding,” Travis says and I look at Jagger, that has his hands on top of the table with his fingers laced around each other. His eyes glued to the picture while Dash looks at his brother, concerned.“Chill, Bro,” Dash says as he rests one hand on Jagger’s shoulder, but he shrugs, getting his brother to move his hand from his shoulder. I know this is a sensitive subject for Jagger. Petrov has been getting away with murder and Jagger can’t wait to get his hands on him.“I have surveillance on the building. There’s been some people in and out, but the facial recognition program is not recognizing their features, so they’re not in the system anywhere.

Blake POVFinally, I am allowed back home and I am standing in front of my door with my hand on the handle. Fear striking at the way I will find everything inside the house. Will I find my things? Will there be blood? I take a deep breath, closing my eyes before I spin the knob.“Hi,” I hear someone say behind me. The voice is melodic and chirpy, but still scared the shit out of me. I rest one hand on top of racing heart while I turn around to see a beautiful blonde. She is tall and has a body that any man would love to lose themselves on it.“Hi,” I say and then I realize she is looking over my shoulder inside my house. I grab the knob again and pull the door closed. I don’t know this girl and for sure don’t want her looking inside my house. I offer her a smile and her eyes meet mine.“Sorry, I live above you,” she says and then shakes her head, smacking her hand on her face as in embarrassment. “I live in the apartment above yours, and I saw the police tape, and the neighbors have b