James POV

A month? A fucking month? “Are you serious? You want to take Bambi away from me?”

“Who the fuck is Bambi?”

I tap against the gun at my side. “This sweet little thang right here.”

“Well, that sweet little thang is no longer yours. Bambi and badge on my desk in five.”

Goddammit.

“Way to go, dumbass,” Larry sneered from the side.

I wanted to smash his face in, but assaulting a fellow officer would be the final nail in my career coffin right now. Besides, I needed to act like a grownup, not letting insults get to me.

“I knew your brown ass wouldn’t last around here.”...