Chapter 13

I let my jealousy get the better of me, and for no reason. The bastard was pushing buttons. Probably because he was pissed that he had to come interview us when he knew he’d be talking to Amery. If Amery walked out of their relationship…Yeah, if I was the detective, I’d be upset too. I blew everything out of proportion because I was scared. Scared of losing Amery, scared of being arrested…just fucking scared, period.

“I have to go home. I have to apologize for being a fool, because that’s what I am—a fool not to realize that Amery loves me and only me and has almost since the day we met. He loves me as much as I lovehim. God, I hope I haven’t destroyed that.” He hadn’t realized he’d been crying until he felt tears on his cheeks and wiped them away.

Starting the car, Myles made a U-turn and drove back the way he’d come, praying Amery would be there when he got home.

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