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Relief washed over Cade, and he felt his knees weaken with it. He’d worry about what had gone down last night later. Right now, Marlow was alive and the Night Shift was corrupt. Same as yesterday.
What about Marlow? You have been very vocal about your contempt for the police. What makes him the exception to the rule? Why do you suddenly enjoy his company?”
“I want to fuck him,” he said. “That answer your question?”
“I didn’t realize we were on the clock,” Bennett said. “Oh, don’t you hate it when that happens?” Beth asked. “When people have different expectations of something and don’t realize it? It’s how so many Tinder dates end. So no one ends up blue-balled, let’s clear up the ground rules now. Mr. Deacon’s time is valuable, I’m here to safeguard that, and you have exactly ten more minutes before I get snarky and ask if he is free to leave. You’ll have to say yes, since you have absolutely no cause to hold him, and then we’ll be done here. So, now we’re all on the same page. Yes?” Bennett raised her
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Look at that; he’d rather Marlow had stood him up than gotten himself killed. Maybe this was true love after all.
This isn’t your problem.” “You’re my problem,” Cade said. He heard it. It wasn’t that he didn’t hear it. The problem was that it was always too late to rethink it by that point. Marlow tilted his head. “Thanks?”
“I don’t look like a cop; I look like I’m late for someone’s wedding.” Late for our wedding? The dopamine-sodden part of Cade’s brain tried to drop that idea into the mess it had already made in there. Cade squelched it.
Patience wasn’t something you had to practice much in Night Shift. From the minute he clocked in until he finally handed his kit over to the armory, he was either in motion or asleep.
Marlow heaved an exasperated sigh. “Is the only way to stop you making up reasons to feel insulted to just keep your mouth busy?” he asked.
“You’ve already seen me naked,” Cade pointed out, even as he worked the buttons on his shirt free one after the other. “Don’t tell me it’s slipped your mind?” “I’ve seen Die Hard,” Marlow said. “I’m still going to watch it again at Christmas.”
Most full moons Marlow didn’t have to worry about his own team trying to kill him, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d finished a shift where he didn’t limp home. That was just the job.
Silver glittered just under the head, a thick barbell pierced through the frenulum and secured with a black bead on either side. The sight of it made Cade catch his breath and shift his weight uncomfortably on the bed, even as his hand tightened around the bulge of his erection.
“I think, just this once, you’re going to enjoy someone else being in charge.” “And next time?” Marlow asked. There was a pause for a heartbeat, and then Cade leaned in for a slow, sweet kiss that filled Marlow with a warm, safe feeling. “We can toss a coin,” Cade said as he shifted from under Marlow.
“I’m a bad idea?” he asked. “Would you want to be anything else?” Cade bit the back of Marlow’s neck, sharp teeth and enough pressure to make Marlow gasp, and then chuckled. “Good point.”
So he had feelings for Marlow? That was hardly a surprise. They were completely appropriate feelings for someone you were into but had known only a month, that was all. Nothing that would tie his wolf to a half-mile radius around Marlow, as if Marlow had just become the heart of the wolf’s territory. That would be stupid… and possibly one-sided.
“Your move,” Justin said. Cade laughed at him and leaned back in the chair, arms crossed. “Hell, no,” he said. “I’m not bad in a fight, but you don’t date someone in Night Shift and punch fuckers yourself. Marlow? How much damage could you do in five minutes?”
“I mean, he did shoot me,” Marlow pointed out as he leaned on the back of Cade’s chair to watch what he was doing. “If we’re dating, I might expect you to just be more offended by that on principle.” “I said almost.” “You did not.”
“I’ll be fine,” Marlow said. He meant it. Probably. Seventy-five percent at least. After that, it was down to luck. “And so will the city. I’m not the only Night Shift officer, you know.” Cade snorted. “You’re the only one I’d piss on if you were on fire.” “That’s almost romantic.”
Bennett made a rude noise in the back of her throat. “This is what it is to be Night Shift,” she said. “We don’t even get to die in peace.” “Maybe they’ll put that on next year's recruitment poster.”
