Todd tried to ignore how Nick paced back and forth in the space they’d chosen to lure Jah’lar and trap him. It was a challenge. Nick ran his hands repeatedly through his hair, swallowed, and looked out of the shutters covering the small windows.
Not wanting to lead Jah’lar to the safe house, they’d traveled several miles to another district of the city and found an abandoned building that looked like it’d been an office prior to New Colorado City being taken under siege. There were far too many of those to pick from, Todd noticed.
Nick finally sat on a desk, holding his hands between his legs, rubbing his palms together, staring at the door.
“He’s close.”
Todd walked over and stood beside his mate. He ran a hand gently over Nick’s hair, smoothing it down, then let his hand rest on Nick
