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must look bad. “This place sucks anyway,” she said
and rolled her eyes.
    I smiled, but she wasn’t looking at me.
Her eyes had gone past me to Blue. She looked back at me and lifted
her eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and hooked my arm through hers. “He’s
just some guy I danced with.” My eyes connected with his. “I don’t
even know his name.”
    Something passed behind his eyes,
something that was there and gone in the flash of a single
second.
    I thought he might say something; his
mouth moved like he might. My heart leapt a little at the thought
of an apology coming out. Yes, his apology would be dumb and too
late, but I still wanted to hear it. He must have decided against
it, as his lips smashed into a fine, straight line and he said
nothing at all.
    My heart cracked a little and I brushed
past him, with Dee at my side and Craig leading the way. He
followed behind us, stepping out into the parking lot, watching as
we walked away.
    I didn’t look back. I wanted to, but I
wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction.

8

    Blue
    I stood in the shadows beside the club
and watched as the black Hummer pulled out of the lot. The muscles
in my back loosened, but the muscles in my chest seemed to
seize.
    God, I was acting like a damn
woman.
    I wanted to run after the car, beat on
the window, and tell her how freaking sorry I was, how nothing was
the way it seemed. I wanted to kiss away the moisture I saw gather
behind her eyes.
    I hurt her tonight.
    And that pissed me off.
    It pissed me off almost more than
watching that asshole Dom put his hands on her. I thought I was
going to pop a vein in my head when I saw her struggling as he
towed her off the dance floor.
    My hands clenched at my sides. What the
hell was she even doing here tonight? This was the last place I
would ever expect a girl like her to be.
    Drinking away the memory of
being stood up. Her words haunted me. A
vile curse fell out of my mouth, and I stared off at the empty
road.
    Not only had I stood her up, but I was
the reason she was in this hellhole being hit on by one of
Jacksonville’s biggest drug dealers. My skin crawled at the thought
of what he would have done to her when they were alone.
    I was glad she was gone. I wanted her
safe, and being around me would clearly not be safe.
    But part of me missed her. Missed what
might have been.
    I missed the stormy color of her eyes.
I missed the way her hair fell over her forehead. I missed her
smile. I wanted to know what it would be like to suck her lip into
my mouth and nip at it with my teeth. I wanted to hear her moan my
name in the middle of the night…
    Yep. I was acting like a damn woman. A
damn, horny woman.
    I shoved away from the wall and walked
back into the club. I wasn’t sure how much damage I had done to my
cover in the last few minutes, but I needed to find out.
    Hell, part of me hoped my cover was
blown, that I totally ruined all chances of being trusted, being
pulled into whatever operation they had going on. It was impossible
to have a life when you couldn’t be yourself.
    But this case was bigger than me. It
was bigger than my life.
    It sucked to have to give up
something that I really wanted, but I didn’t have a choice. This
was my job. The safety of others was important to me. I thought
about the kids that lost their life due to drugs… I thought
about everyone who
lost their life to drugs. Senseless deaths. All of them.
    Cracking this case would mean helping
to lower the number of senseless deaths. I wasn’t naive enough to
think I would stop all drug-related deaths, that I would wipe drugs
off the streets for good. But I could help. I could do something.
Wasn’t something better than nothing?
    Wasn’t one life better than
none?
    Of course me doing my job did have its
price. The price was just personal. It was costing me Julie. Yeah,
we only had one date. Yeah, maybe we would go out three more times
and she would hate my guts. Maybe she was the kind of girl who
would nag me to