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Some men wanted to watch the world burn Titus was a le-handedly from inside the blaze He was the only one I trusted with the infor on to He was the only one I trusted to help me find a safe place to land after I kicked the new me to the curb and dusted the old ed and tattered skin Lord only kne long I would last now that I was back, but I knew if I had Titus onit to the finale, to the end, to the place I needed to be in order to right one wrong One of so many in this hellhole

The Point was going to war and I was about to beco to need if they wanted any chance of being able to hold their own

The young cop asked me my name and when I muttered “Reeve Black” I saw the way his eyes went fro black hair and the way erous than he would ever know, to speculative and alood one Even in this place full of bad people doing bad things, there was still room for the worst of the worst I was the worst and I never pretended to be anything else

The cop picked up the phone and spoke softly I heard him say my name more than once and then shake his head I really, really wasn’t supposed to be here, and I knew Titus was going to be anything but happy to see me He didn’t need to be happy, he just needed to hear what I had to say and agree to help me help him

I pushed some of my hair back behindThis wasn’t a time to betray weakness I wasn’t afraid of him I was afraid for him

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a door that had his na black vinyl letters swing open I felt ht as his dark head poked out of the opening Even across the distance and through all the barriers keeping us apart, I could feel the ieously blue eyes and the fury captured inside them as they landed on me

Yepnot happy to see me at all

He stormed out of the office, eyes locked on , separated fro about, some in uniform some out Titus never wore police blues At least he hadn’t any of the times I had seen him No, Titus dressed like ahi away at his soul

As he stalked towardloose at his throat I could see the way his rolled-up sleeves tightened on his forearht of me I could see the way his dark slacks had wrinkled fro to set right When he finally reachedat him I ended my perusal at the tips of his worn and scuffed-up black boots as he stopped so that he could loo tips for aThere would never be pristine tennis shoes used for recreational sports Nope, Titus would always be a et the job done and handle thehour while he tried to keep some kind of order

I gulped and fought to keepman and really tall, so it was easy to want to cower under his burning glare, but if I did that I would show him how scared I was and I couldn’t afford to start this conversation out that way

Instead I batted my eyelashes slowly, let out a deep breath that I kneould force him to have to watch the rise and fall of my chest, and kicked the side of rin that hadI ever asked of them

“Detective King” I liked his name even with that title in front of it He could be the ruler of so survived

“What in the fuck?” It was a question and a stateh to draw the attention of both the police and the cri

An ironlike hold claed past all the bars and barriers, past the other cops sitting at their desks, past a captivated audience that couldn’t help but speculate what kind of bug had gotten up the big detective’s ass Titus was not adisplays of extrelower on his harshly handsome face and the force hich he maneuvered me around his coworkers and the riffraff that littered the police station did not go unnoticed He was beyond pissed atto hide it

When ere back at his office he shoved me inside like I was one of his perps and slammed the door behind us with far e of burning, but nothing would ever be as hot or as out of control as the wild fury I saw sparking in the depths of Titus’s sky-colored eyes He was pissed like I kneas going to be, but more than that he was concerned, and I think that irl like et whatever nasty shit landed at my doorstep I deserved it That was how karma was supposed to work, but Titus was hardwired to care, even if the other person didn’t earn it or necessarily want it, and that had to make him crazy

I studied hi minute, eyes locked on a muscle that twitched in his rock-hard jawline He was so beautiful I had thought so the first second I laid eyes on him when I initially went to him to pour outaa warrior needed to be tobeen lost Sometimes it felt like I was torn between lust and worship where he was concerned

He was built like an i would ever be able to break its way inside of him His body was hard—from the expression on his face to theas sie of his desk His hair was cropped short on the sides and left longer on top; it was almost the same inky black asand shocking snohite spot It was a constant reht the new er brother put a gun to his own head and threaten to end it all Titus also had raven-dark brows and a sexy, dark scruff that slashed across a tawny co in the sun