He arched an eyebrow, "You needed a reason to leave your house tonight, Crammer wouldn't send you up here so close to maternity leave."
Shocked by his remark, Erin pulled in a breath. "You arrogant bastard, what makes you think everything a woman does has to revolve around you?"
Dave measured his words carefully, "Not all women, just you."
Sparks lit in her blue eyes."Where the hell do you get off?"
"Face it, Erin you're still not over your imploding marriage." His smugness was enough to make her scream.
"You don't know a damn thing about my marriage!" She bit out, stepping forward. "Being a profiler does not make you and expert in relationships. The last time I looked-"
"You get to work an hour early," he pointed out matter of fact.
"So?" She replied with a snort.
"You sit in your car-"
It was all she could do to rein in her temper."What's your point, Rossi?"
"You put on your make-up before you go inside."
Her eyes went wide as she moved nearer to the door. Her hand trembled on the knob. "Why does that matter?" She whispered, her voice strained.
One look in her eyes and Dave could see her walls crumbling. He had to keep going. No matter the consequences. "And in the past eight months, you've needed more of it-" Dave pressed on, advancing toward her.
"Keep your nose out of it-" She blinked, forcing back tears of anger and self pity. But she would be damned if she was going to cry in front of him!
"To cover the bruises he left."
"Shut your mouth, David!" She crossed her arms over her chest. For the first time in her life, she wanted to hurt someone as much as she hurt.
With his hands on her shoulders he could feel her panic. She was a skittish cat, ready to run. He lowered his voice so only she could hear. "He knows, Erin. He knows what we did, and this is the consequence of it."
"You have no idea what you're talking about." She let the door slam behind her.