Rogue Wolf by Paige Tyler

Author:Paige Tyler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2021-06-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

At the light knock on her open office door, Samantha looked up from the autopsy records she was reading to see Trey standing there holding a paper bag from the deli down the street. Her pulse skipped a beat. She didn’t know why, but everything seemed a little bit lighter and brighter when he was around.

“Hey,” she said, pushing back her chair and walking around the desk to meet him. “You brought dinner? You didn’t have to do that.”

He flashed her a grin. “I wanted to. You didn’t eat already, did you?”

“No, and I’m starving,” she admitted.

She’d spent what was left of last night and much of the morning working the Cedar Ridge scene, then come straight to the institute to go over everything they’d collected. To say she was exhausted was an understatement, especially considering she hadn’t gotten a bit of sleep last night. Not that she was complaining. She’d gladly give up endless nights of sleep for sex that good.

“I ate a pack of cheese crackers and a Snickers from the vending machine around noon,” she added as they sat down on the couch along the wall. “Do I get any credit for that?”

Trey snorted as he pulled out a bottle of water and a small plastic clamshell filled with pickle spears, then two sandwiches wrapped in paper. “Absolutely none. I had no idea what kind of sandwich you liked, so I went with ham and swiss on rye. Hope that’s okay?”

“It’s perfect.”

Unwrapping the sandwich, she took a bite, then helped herself to a crunchy dill pickle spear. She resisted the urge to shove it in her mouth along with the ham and swiss. Dang, she really was hungry.

While they ate, Trey told her about the browbeating he’d gotten from Chief Leclair, admitting he wasn’t sure if she was more upset he’d gone into the woods after the Butcher by himself or that the killer had ended up getting away. Samantha glanced at him as she nibbled on the pickle, looking for any sign of the damage she knew he’d sustained last night in the fight with the bad guy.

After a few minutes of looking him over, she decided that if she hadn’t seen the bruises with her own eyes, she would never know that anything had happened at all. Which was absolutely insane. Yes, it had been dark when she’d pulled up his T-shirt and looked him over, and he’d done his best to keep her from getting a clear view, but she’d seen the unnatural dips and ridges along his chest. There was no doubt in her mind that he’d sustained at least three broken ribs and what she was guessing had been some pretty serious cartilage tears.

Trey should be in the hospital right now, with surgery as a distinct possibility, serious painkillers an absolute must, and breathing a chore to accomplish. The one thing he shouldn’t have been doing was sitting in her office, chatting and gesturing like it was just another beautiful day in the neighborhood.

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