Pierce
I was a selfish d**k. There was no doubt about it. That one week—waking up to her on the couch (since she wouldn’t accept my bed and let me sleep on the couch) having almost every meal with her, arguing with her about what movie we would watch—had to be the best week of my life. Even with the dark cloud of her depressed sister, my captain up my ass, and this case appearing to unravel at the seams, I didn’t want to give her up. Not for anything.
What I was about to do, though… she wasn’t going to like it much.
“Dude, thanks for coming to get me,” Kai said, jumping in my truck. “I couldn’t stand another minute watching Ava close up in her little hole.”
“It isn’t getting any better?” I asked, pulling away from the house.
“s**t, no.
