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At one in the morning, Chloe called. She was Matteo's partner's wife. Her husband died on the job. Their baby was due any day. She said she thought someone had broken into her house. She was terrified. Matteo had just crawled out of a three-day surveillance op, eyes raw, nerves shot. He didn't hesitate. Grabbed his coat and walked out the door. He didn't come back until the next morning. “Chloe’s all alone, and she’s about to give birth. She can’t handle a scare like that.” I was still on the couch. I didn't say a word. He sighed and reached for me “She's carrying his kid. And her husband died on a mission with me.” “As his captain, it’s my duty to look after her.” “But I'll go less. I promise. Okay?” I pushed his hand away. “Let’s get a divorce.” ... Matteo had lost weight. His eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was shallow. He clenched his fist, then just as quickly uncurled it. He leaned closer, his eyes holding the apologetic look of a golden retriever who knows he’s been bad. “Baby, don’t say that.” “I won’t go anymore, okay? I’ll hand Chloe’s situation off to someone else.” To the world, he was a hard-edged detective. With me, he was a clingy golden retriever. I knew marrying a cop meant bringing the danger home. I did it anyway. That contrast was a big part of the reason why. Now, I turned away from him and stood up. “If you want to keep handling Chloe’s affairs, go right ahead.” “But we’re still getting a divorce.” Matteo’s brow furrowed, his expression hardening into the one he wore at the precinct. But when he saw the hard line of my mouth, his face softened again. He sank to his knees on the carpet, shuffling closer until his forehead rested against my stomach. “I’m sorry. When I agreed to take care of her, I didn’t think about how you would feel.” “I already get so little time with you, and I gave some of it to someone else. I know how much you care about boundaries.” “I made you wait up all night alone. I know that w
