Page 22 of Wicked Temptations


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“Text me,” Autumn said, heading off to her office.

As she and Marcus walked out of the office, the tension seemed to grow with each step. In the past, Tamilya could ignore things like this. An African-American woman didn’t rise in the ranks of the FBI without that ability. There was always someone who thought she didn’t belong.

But with Marcus, it was different. It always was.

“Go ahead,” she said.

He glanced at her before he slipped on his mirrored sunglasses. “What?”

“I know you want to ask about Harry.”

“Actually, I do have a question.”

They stepped outside and she frowned. It wasn’t the bright sun she was used to. Instead, clouds were rolling in signaling that the light showers would soon arrive.

“Okay.”

“When did you and Bradford start hanging out?”

She opened her mouth to deny him an answer when she realized he’d asked about Autumn.

“A couple of months ago.”

He grunted as he continued on, not looking at her.

“That’s it? A grunt?”

He shrugged. “You seem like an odd match up as friends.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

He stopped in front of his SUV. “She’s the quirky daughter of a cult leader. You’re the by the book former FBI agent. Just odd.”

He pressed his key fob to unlock his vehicle, then walked to the driver’s door.

She followed suit, climbing up on her side.

“It’s not really that odd,” she said as he put the car in drive.

“Yeah, it is. Or rather, she is.”

“Quirky.” She corrected. “And she’s actually pretty interesting.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Really? She is one of a handful of survivors from the Joyous Wave Cult. Her father made David Koresh look normal. And yeah, at first, that’s what intrigued me. Plus, we were the last two hired, so we’re still trying to find our places on the team.”

He nodded as he turned onto Ala Moana Avenue. “But you became friends.”

“Yeah. We have some of the same taste in movies—not all women hate romantic comedies and love action adventure. My parents treat her like she’s one of the family, which is kind of nice.”

“I have yet to meet your parents. And I didn’t even while we were dating.”

He didnotjust go there. Of course he did. He was Marcus and that was the crap Marcus pulled sometimes. For months after their breakup, the one he initiated, he acted like the hurt party. There was always a part of her who thought he expected her to beg him to come back. There was one thing Tamilya did not do…and that was beg.

“I’ve been friends longer with Autumn than you and I were lovers.”

“Damn, that’s cold,” he said with a chuckle.

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