"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

Innovative Detective, absent husband? A man returns home one morning to find his wife dead in bed. There seems to be no sign of foul play; what happened to her? As he grieves over the love of his life, lost on the bed they've slept in together many times, he walks through their best memories, the highs and lows in their relationship searching for clues for what could have caused his beautiful wife's demise.