After working with the same partner for almost fifteen years, she ditched me for a cushy teaching job. And I thought things couldn’t get worse. I was wrong. Because walking into the ambulance station to see my new rookie is none other than the guy I’d picked up in a seedy bar would’ve been bad enough. Except we hadn’t just hooked up. Nope. What we’d done went so far beyond an anonymous one-nighter. And now I'm not sure what to do with myself, because being with Nick isn’t just against station rules. It’s against mine. But I can’t seem to stop, and what’s even more concerning… I can’t make myself care.