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“Got any Flamin’ Hot Cheetos?” “No. But I’ve got almond meal crackers, hummus, and some decent Vermont cheddar.” She dropped her chin, her expression unimpressed. “Good enough.”
In what way is that good enough? I mean i love cheese and crackers, but when ya want cheetos, there isnt really a substitute. LOL
“They call themselves the syndicate. Some are bikers, some are loggers, and some are business types. They’re the ones responsible for the stream of opioids coming in from Canada. Some of them have matching tattoos.”
“As I explained already, the FBI is compromised.” Mila seemed annoyed. “How do you know that?” “They used to joke around about a fed on their payroll. They’d laugh about this investigation being the longest in Bureau history because their guy kept delaying things.” Parker’s face paled.
This moment was a simple one, but it felt as though he was showing me who he truly was. Someone who wasn’t afraid to get his hands dirty. A man who was not intimidated by me. A man who could handle me. All of me.
Did mild-mannered, graphic novel–loving Jude Hebert rip apart a tree trunk with his bare hands? Like the Hulk in glasses and suspenders? Sweat dotted my hairline, and my pulse raced as my legs wobbled, threatening to give out. Goddamn him and his morals and his whole protector bullshit.
“But when I saw you, when our eyes locked. Shit—” He ran a hand through his hair. “I thought ‘she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.’” A gasp escaped me, my knees buckling. That was not what I was expecting. “And when we wrapped, I had to talk to you, to be near you.”
You woke me up, Trouble. I’m here because I believe in you and I’m in love with you.”
“When will this end?” She sighed. I looped my arm around her waist. “Soon. We’ll come back from this. Stronger and better than ever. Because you, like my beloved forest, are pure wild.”

