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“Ha-ha,” Marisa said, running to the bedroom to grab her phone. “It was in the other room,” she said, shaking it in his face. “Jesus, what’s so important? Seriously, eight missed calls?”
“Yeah, well. Captain sent me to get you. You’re up. They need you to come in and get briefed on the undercover op.”
“Uh. Um.” She looked from Chad to me and back to Chad. “I uh . . . yeah. I’ll uh.”
“Get your sweet little ass in gear, señorita. This is it. TheTiburónesare in for a wicked surprise. You’re finally going to get your chance to take those mo-fos down. Yippee-ki-yay mothafucka.”
I was listening to them, not understanding a word of what was going on. There were only two words I gleaned onto—undercoverandtiburónes. Marisa was going undercover, and I had no idea. Why hadn’t she told me about this? And it was something to do withLos Tiburónes?
This was a problem.
A big problem.
“Chad,” she looked back and forth between us again, “I’ll be right behind you.” She practically shoved him to the door and through it. Then she was back, standing in front of me.
“Uh, Tyler,” she tried.
“Yeah?” My word dripped with cynicism.
“I, um—”
“How long have you known about your undercover assignment? With theTiburónes?” I already knew the answer. Now everything made sense. I just wanted to hear the truth.
“Since I told you about JJ.”
“Yeah,” I cut her off. “Got it.”
“Tyler, wait.”
“For what?” I threw my hands up. “You’ve known since then, and you didn’t think to tell me?”
“I didn’t know if it would go through or not.”
“Regardless . . . you didn’t think maybe, just maybe, you should tell me?”
“I didn’t—”
I held my hand up for her to stop. “I get not telling me because maybe you aren’t allowed to. Is that the case?”
“No, not really.”
“Okay, then I kinda get you not telling me because we aren’tcommitted. Fuck, I hate that word. But what I don’t get is you know who I am. You know what I’m all about. And you . . . I thought we were on the same page, Marisa. I let you in. I thought you let me in, too. But this . . . this is five steps backwards.”
“I’m sorry, Tyler.”
“Things have changed, Marisa.”
“I know.”
“At least for me, they have. This isn’t no-strings-attached-booty-call-sex for me anymore.”
Tears brimmed in her eyes.
“I didn’t mean for this to happen. I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, too,” I said. I picked up the three items I needed: wallet, keys, and phone. “I know you gotta run. I won’t keep you,” I said, pocketing my things. “Let me know when you’re ready to decideifyouwantmore, Siren.” With a kiss to her cheek, I turned and left her to do what she had to do.
* * *
I slammed through my front door and threw the three items I took with me. They were the only things I needed that I had at Marisa’s. The three things I could take with me anyway. There was one thing I left behind. It was the one and only thing I couldn’t take with me. Because it was no longer mine, but Marisa’s.
My heart.
