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“There has to be more we can do.” He paces in front of me, and I try my hardest to focus on the burning in my thigh instead of the worry I’ve inflicted onto him.

“The police are handling it.” I say in between breaths.

They are.

Sort of.

I’m pretty sure they’ve run out of leads.

Thorne stops pacing and stands above me. “Did you tell them about the note?”

I glance away.

“I don’t see the point.” My stomach hurts. Worry is gnawing on my insides. “The gasoline would have likely taken the fingerprints away.”

Thorne’s lips flatten into a straight line. His gaze traces over my face. I try my best to smooth my features but I’m certain he knows me well enough now to know that I’m worried.

“Up,” he demands.

I slowly rise to my feet. He cups my chin, and my worries start to fade.

Not enough to slow my heart but enough to calm the shaking of my legs.

“You’re tense,” he states.

I swallow.Of course I am.Not to mention, I still haven’t told him that the arsonist is on the football team.

“It’s a hard workout,” I say, lying right through my teeth.

He grins. “I have the perfect remedy.”

My eyebrow arches with my thoughts going right to the gutter.

He laughs and rubs his thumb over my bottom lip. “Patience, kitten.” He leans in close, his lips tickling my ear with his whisper. “I’ll reward you after.”

CHAPTER 30

THORNE

I dumpthe fifth bag of ice into the tub and snicker to myself.

She’ssonot going to enjoy this.

“Have you ever done an ice bath?” I call over to her.

She’s cooling down on the treadmill, taking it easy as I directed. Following orders for once.

“I’ve iced my knee before,” she replies.

That’s not the same thing.

The treadmill beeps, and I dip my hand into the water. She grabs a water bottle and comes my way, her eyebrow raised. The water has a nice bite to it, just a few seconds stinging my fingers.

This is going to be fun.

I motion to her body. “Might want to strip down.”

“Thorne!”

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