After getting in an accident with her twin Angel runs from her family. Three years later she hasn't seen or talked to them because she blames herself for getting her sister hurt. Working as an informant for the FBI she is given a partner when she is...
Angel was quiet the entire time she was driving until she pulled up to a warehouse and got out. Growling I followed her into the building and she jut ignored me.
"Go away," Angel said and I lost my temper.
"Are you f*cking crazy," I yelled at her. "You could have gotten yourself killed."
"Don't act like you care," she snapped turning on her heel and walking off. "I had it under control until you showed up."
"Really, so being held down by that psycho is what you call under control." I yelled storming into the bedroom only to freeze when she took her jacket off.
"Yes," she yelled truing towards me. "I had him where I wanted him and then you had to show up like freaking GI JOE and ruin the whole thing. Now he's off doing god knows what. So thank you so much Mr. FBI."
"Don't," I growled watching as she crossed her arms. "I'm trying to keep you safe."
"I don't need a babysitter," she growled glaring at me. "I didn't ask for you to be my partner on this case. I don't need you stubborn a*s following me around."
"Your acting like a god damn child."
"Well at least I'm not an old man trying to prove that he can catch his families killer."
"Watch it," I growled glaring at her angrily.
"What? Did I hit a sore spot? News flash a*shole everyone is trying to find that man so maybe you should except the help unless your too much of an idiot to realize people do care about you and you to blind to see it."
"Don't talk about my life," I snarled pinning her to the bed. "I'm fighting my demons, you run from yours. Wonder how you family feels about you dropping off the radar."
"You don't know what happen," she growled wrapping her legs around my waist flipping me on my back. "I had a good reason to leave something you wouldn't understand."
"Enlighten me then," I smirked grabbing her hips and flipping us back over pinning her hands above her head.
"Why should I?"
"I'm your superior," I smirked and she growled wiggling around and I growled softly.
"Get off," she huffed glaring up at me and I cocked my head to the side staring down at her flushed face. "Now."
"No," said before kissing her roughly and she gasped arching into me.
I groaned as her taste and she whimpered tightening her legs around me grinding against me, groaning I let go of her hands to grip her hips.
"Hey guys... JESUS!" Someone yelled and Angel shoved me off her before pointing a gun at whoever was behind me, "Don't shoot I a friend."
"Damn it Luke," I growled getting up.
"How the hell did you get in my house?" Angel grumbled lowering the gun.
"Your boss gave me his key," Luke said glancing between us and I realized Angel was still half naked.
"Out," I glared and Luke winked backing out of the room. "Sorry, that shouldn't of happened."
"You think," she mumbled walking to a door. "I'll meet you downstairs you might want to button your shirt up too."
Glancing down I noticed my shirt was halfway unbuttoned and untucked from my slacks.
"So..." Luke said when I reached the kitchen.
"What?" I asked glancing at the papers laid across the counter.
"You were full out make out with Angel," he said. "You like her don't you?"
"No," I grumbled. "She infuriates me and drives me out of my mind."
"You never kisses Anna like that," Luke pointed out and I froze for a second before clocking him in the back of the head.
"Idiot," I grumbled walking over to the coffee machine.
"What do you have?" Angel asked hopping on the counter.
"In every engagement photo there is a guy and I'm pretty sure they don't know the man." Luke said laying out all of the photos.
"Did you run the face through the system?" Angel asked moving some papers and grabbed a laptop.
"No," Luke said. "Your dog kept glaring at me and I couldn't considerate."
"Where is he?" Angel asked typing on the laptop after scanning the photo.
"Yeah," Luke grumbled. "Not sure where he ran off too."
"Okay," Angel mumbled setting the laptop aside and walked into the other room grabbing a box and bringing it to the table.
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"Whats all this?" I asked looking at the box.
"I have a feeling that is guy has killed before and I just pulled some old vases similar to this one," she shrugged.
"Angel?" A soft voice said and me and Luke turned pulling our guns.
"Becca?" Angel whispered staring at the brown haired girl.
