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didn’t discuss with female team members. Since he was Dani’s lieutenant, it could even be considered harassment.
    Hollywood shrugged. “I’m just trying to wake him up. He looks like the walking dead.”
    Jamie snorted and brushed past Dani. “I’ll be in my office.” As he walked down the hall to the officer’s room, their bickering made him smile. Dani could shovel shit with the best. And Hollywood definitely qualified.
    Setting his coffee on the desk, he dropped in his chair and stared out the window as images of last night filled his mind. Rickie had been so fucking sexy in the blue negligee she’d worn. After almost a year of doing the solo tango, he’d been so hot for her—so incredibly turned on—they hadn’t even made it to the bedroom. Thankfully Chloe had been sleeping over at his parents’ place.
    His hardening cock had him shifting in his seat. Christ. He’d never get enough of Rickie. He loved her independence, her intelligence, her ability to do whatever she set her mind to. Ironically, these very qualities had led to their separation. But they were back together now. Things were supposed to be better between them. So why weren’t they?
    A knock on the door startled him and he almost spilled his coffee on the keyboard. “What?” he snapped.
    “What’s your fucking problem?” Hollywood grumbled as he crossed over to the second workstation and threw himself into the chair.
    “Sorry. I guess I’m a little on edge.”
    “Why? You should be on cloud nine.” Hollywood propped his feet on his desk, a frown creasing his brow. “Getting back with Erica was what you wanted, right?”
    Jamie scrubbed the stubble on his cheeks and heaved a sigh. “It was. It is .”
    “Then what’s the issue?”
    “I think I already pissed her off.”
    Hollywood laughed. “Now that’s not hard to believe.” Then he sobered. “Is she mad that you’ve been working so much? If that’s the case, maybe I can take a few of your shifts.”
    The big blond lug could be a real bastard sometimes, but he’d give his life to help a friend. And Jamie would do the same for him. He shook his head. “She understands that things are crazy right now. Chloe’s only been out of the hospital for a few days, and Rickie’s been spending all her time taking care of her.” The earthquake had destroyed several floors of the King County Courthouse, including the offices of the Prosecutor’s Family Support Division where Rickie worked, so getting the time off had been easy.
    “Then what?”
    “We had sex.”
    “No shit,” Hollywood said, his tone slimy with sarcasm. “How do you fuck up make-up sex?”
    Jamie groaned. “I don’t know, man.” But somehow he had. Royally. “I even apologized.” Remembering the disappointment on her face made his chest hurt. She’d just stared at him, her eyes growing more and more distant.
    Hollywood threw his head back, his deep laughter making his chair roll away from the desk. His feet hit the floor with a thud. Jamie balled up a sheet of paper and pitched it, hitting the asshole in the head. Hollywood leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, trying to catch his breath. “Did you have an early come-to-Papa moment?” Just asking the question had Hollywood’s shoulders shaking with barely contained amusement. “Seriously though, I wouldn’t blame you. I don’t know how you made it through a year without even looking at another woman.”
    Heavy reliance on his hand and several tubes of lube. Not that he’d share that with anyone. “I made it up to her, though. Acted like her fucking sex slave.” Shit ! Definitely TMI.
    “I’m not seeing the problem,” Hollywood said, shaking his head.
    Picking up a pencil that lay on his desk, Jamie twirled it between his fingers while he tried to put into words what was bothering him about last night. He’d made Rickie come, but… How did you admit to your best friend that your wife just wasn’t that into you anymore? He swallowed