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If I was completely honest, I’d be committed within the hour, or rather, the Bureau would ain

“Some believe it was over a woman,” she supplied tentatively

I raised a brow “Are you some, Sasha?”

“No”

“Why not?”

“You seem toolevelheaded to behave in such a way over a woman”

Cold She meant cold

She was right—in the usual case, anyway—but there was nothing usual about the irritating situation that had put me here I had a close relationship with the cold, in the most literal sense; noever, I felt the furthest froes of what soul I had left

Sasha shifted in her seat, crossing one leg over the other “Back to this addictive personalitydo you often give in to whatever it is that you want?”

Just the idea that I could tasted sweet, doubled the pace of y I hated the wo my life hell for years, but damn, if I didn’t want to touch her, to fuck the memory of every other man out of her mind until she was half as obsessed as I was, until she’d never forget ain for the rest of her life

I ran h the tension in my body didn’t release “Never”

“Why not?”

My gaze held hers “Because then it in”

“And you don’t like to lose?” Her words ended on a breathless note

I could almost hear the pitter-patter of her heart as we stared at each other in thick silence

She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and looked at her papers, , “No, you don’t”

Like the quiet ticks of a bomb soon to detonate, the clock mad

e its presence known Sasha glanced toward it, and said, “One more question, before our time is up this session How do you cope with this ‘addictive personality’?”

Easy

“Order”

“You prefer order?” she questioned “In what circumstances?”

“All of them”