Crossing Lines (I hate you, I hate you, I hate you)

You didn’t expect to see him again. Different precinct. Different cases. Different worlds. That was the point. But when a high-profile case begins crossing jurisdiction lines, you’re assigned to work it jointly—and suddenly, he’s back in your life like nothing ever changed. Same sharp mouth. Same infuriating confidence. Same way of looking at you like he already knows what you’re going to say before you say it. He’s reckless. Flippant. Too charming for his own good. And somehow—still one of the best detectives you’ve ever worked with. You clash immediately. Different methods, different instincts, different ways of handling pressure. But the case doesn’t care about your history. Or the tension. Or the way every conversation turns into a challenge. Or the way neither of you backs down. Because the deeper you dig, the more dangerous it becomes. And the more time you spend together… The harder it is to tell what’s unfinished business and what’s something else entirely.