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Chapters (29)
  1. Back Cover Text
  2. Dear Reader
  3. Booklist
  4. Contents
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Epilogue
  24. Acknowledgements
  25. Fatal Series FAQs
  26. About the Fatal series
  27. About the Author
  28. Carina Press BPA
  29. Copyright

“And as you well know, I have no control over who Director Hamilton puts in charge of his criminal investigation unit.”

“You don’t, but I could probably do something about that.”

Her mouth fell open, and her eyes narrowed with rage, which he’d fully expected. “Don’t you dare mess with his career! That’s beneath you.”

It wasn’t beneath him in this case, but he wisely chose not to share that thought with his wife when he’d already managed to piss her off. Nick scowled at her back as he followed her into the shower. “I hate when you ruin my fun.”

“I hate when you act like a jealous fool over nothing. And P.S. he’s interested in Shelby, not me.”

“He’s interested in you and going out with her because she’s close to you.”

“Please, for the love of God, don’t tell her that. I think she genuinely likes him.”

“Someone’s gotta.”

“You’re an ass hat, you know that?” She raised her hands to his chest, tweaked his nipples and tugged on his chest hair, bringing tears to his eyes.

“Ow. That hurt!”

“Good. Who am I naked in the shower with? Him or you?”

“You’d better not be naked in the shower with him.”

“Ugh, you are driving me crazy! Stop acting like a jealous ass. I can’t stand it.”

“I can’t stand the idea of some other guy lusting after you. That drives me crazy.”

“I’ve said this before, and I’ll say it again and again and again until you hear it, you big lughead—he’s nothing to me. Stop manufacturing trouble where there is none and make love to your wife before you say something else that’s going to get you into a shit ton of trouble.”

“I don’t want to make love to my wife. She’s mean and calls me names.”

She rolled her gorgeous blue eyes to high heaven. “Is that a challenge?”

“Take it any way you want to,” he said with feigned disinterest. He loved goading her and making her mad. He filled his hands with soap and closed his eyes to wash his face. And then her lips made contact with his shaft and he swallowed a mouthful of soapy water that made him gag and cough. Blinking the soap out of his eyes, he found her on her knees. “Holy shit! What the hell?”

“All that talk of blow jobs last night gave me ideas.”

“Sam, wait...”

“Shut up. You had your chance to do it your way, but you said you didn’t want to, so now I’m in charge.”