Chapter 4
“I need you to not press charges against Jimmy Rivers.”
The look on Marcus’s face told Angie that he hadn’t been expecting that for their early morning talk. She’d tossed and turned all night long, unsure of how she was going to bring it up to him while he slumbered peacefully, just happy she was home.
“What?”
His voice was his signature growl that told her he was unhappy. She grimaced and stroked his cheek. They were lying in bed, face to face, naked, blankets pushed down onto the floor. There was a warm breeze blowing in through the open window.
“What?” he repeated.
“Don’t press charges against Jimmy Rivers today.”
“You know I can’t do that.”
“Then go easy on him. He was scared.”
Marcus was leaning on one elbow, his face stormy. His golden eyes were sharp on her
