Wolfe studied them both. “I brought lattes. You guys want to keep fighting each other or do you want to come help us fight a killer?”

Angus pushed himself to his feet and hauled her up with a hand around her biceps. “Good point.”

Nari sucked in air, fury and embarrassment heating her entire head. “Yes. Thank you.”

Wolfe grinned, his eyes firing. “If you ask me, you two should just fuck and get it over with. Stop this fighting foreplay thing you have going on.”

“Nobody asked you,” Angus growled.

Wolfe shrugged. “Your loss.” He disappeared to the hallway and shut the door.

Nari tried to control her breathing and heartbeat, staring at the metal door. Amusement bubbled through the anger inside her.

Angus coughed and then let it turn into a chuckle. “Guess we’ve fooled everyone.”

She let her body relax, enjoying the moment of secrecy with Angus.

“We just need to get to work,” Angus said. “It was a long and frustrating night, and I should’ve gotten more sleep.”

“Me too.” She walked toward the bathroom, not knowing what else to say.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked.

She rolled her eyes. “Of course not.” The guy had taken special care to avoid her bruises and had even pulled her to land on him rather than the floor. Angus Force would break his own arm before he hurt a woman. “Let me get ready really quickly and then I’ll be out.” She didn’t wait for his response before shutting the door and leaning against it. What the heck was wrong with her?

* * *

Angus stared at the murder board he’d set up on one brick wall in Jethro’s office area. He had freaking lost his damn mind with Nari. What was wrong with him?

Jethro had placed a lid on the pool table earlier, and they’d spread out all the case files with barstools surrounding it.

Wolfe sat on one, happily gulping down more sugar than a human body could probably process in one day. He sat up when Nari entered the room. “Yours is on the table with the pink sprinkles. I figured you’d want some pink today.”

Angus gestured toward a plate of pastries. “Apparently Pippa spent all night baking.”

How did Nari look so amazing after just a few minutes of getting ready? She’d put her silky hair in a ponytail and wore dark jeans and a light-yellow silk shirt that somehow didn’t have one wrinkle. Her eyes were a clear, deep, brown today, reminding him of the final moment as the sun disappears behind a mountain and the darkness rushes in.

Jesus. He really had lost his mind.

Nari took a deep breath and reached for her latte, looking up as Jethro and Roscoe entered the apartment after obviously having gone for a morning walk. “Morning.”