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view. “What the hell is he doing here?”
After the door had closed, I filled the inside of my car with a string of colorful curses. What was wrong with me? My gut ached like someone had dropkicked me in the stomach, and I knew exactly what I was feeling—jealousy. I could ignore it. I could dismiss it. I could pretend it didn’t bother me, but I knew the truth. From the first moment I saw her, Trinity had become an obsession. Regardless of what I did, I couldn’t get her out of my head. Either I was intensely attracted to her and needed to fuck her out of my brain or she brought out something in me I hadn’t felt with any other woman. I didn’t like either scenario. Being dependent on anyone for any reason didn’t sit well with me.
Ten minutes ticked by like an hour, and I broke down and I called Jack. I needed to talk to him because I felt like I was coming out of my skin.
“Hello,” he said, answering his phone after the first ring. I heard the rumble of voices and pounding music in the background.
“Can you talk?” I asked.
“One second. Let me step outside.” When the music and voices faded, he continued. “What’s going on?”
I squeezed the steering wheel with one hand until my knuckles whitened. “I’m not sure, but Benton just showed up at Trinity Jones’s house.”
“What the fuck? What’s going on?”
I shook my head. “I don’t have a clue. Either Miles is using Trinity to communicate with Benton or Trinity is working with Benton.”
“Or she’s having an affair with Benton.”
“I don’t know. Benton and his wife seem pretty solid. Other than the blackmail scandal brewing around him for the past year, he’s kept his nose clean.”
“This is ridiculous, Knox. Do you hear yourself? We both know Benton is up to his eyeballs in shit. He refused to bring up another bill for vote in the House just this week. Getting involved with this woman who may or may not be backstabbing Miles or fucking Benton on the side is a bad idea for so many reasons. There are other ways to unravel this mess. We don’t need her.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right.” I rubbed my temples, my gaze glued to Trinity’s home. I didn’t know what I thought I’d see.
“Not maybe. I am right. This girl is trouble. First, she’s connected to Miles, and that’s reason enough to stay away from her, but now she’s fucking Benton and—”
“We don’t know that,” I snapped, interrupting him. “They could be friends or she could be working with him.”
He exhaled. “A man only drops by a single woman’s house at ten-thirty at night for one reason and it’s not to paint each other’s fingernails or share stories about their day at work.”
I glanced at the yellow light glowing like a beacon from a large picture window at the front of her townhome. The possibility of catching a glimpse of her tonight made me decline Jack’s invitation to go out for a drink. What had this woman done with my balls?
“I’m not stupid. I realize that,” I muttered as the shiny red door of her townhome opened. Shadows shrank as the interior light spilled onto her front steps.
Benton stepped over the threshold. Her head moved up and down, and he leaned in, whispering something in her ear. Almost immediately, he engulfed her in a one-armed hug, which didn’t offer any insight into the nature of their relationship.
“He’s leaving,” I said.
“Are you going to follow him?”
“No.”
“There’s still time to meet me for a drink.”
I tapped my fingers on my thigh, staring at Trinity’s townhouse. “Where are you? I could use a drink.”
“I’m at Mercy.”
Trinity closed the curtains of her front window, and her home faded to black. “No,” I said, changing my mind instantly. “I have a shit load of work tomorrow, and I need a clear head.”
“Are you going to look into the connection between Trinity and Benton?”
“I will.”
“Good. Call me tomorrow if you need anything.”
“Will
After the door had closed, I filled the inside of my car with a string of colorful curses. What was wrong with me? My gut ached like someone had dropkicked me in the stomach, and I knew exactly what I was feeling—jealousy. I could ignore it. I could dismiss it. I could pretend it didn’t bother me, but I knew the truth. From the first moment I saw her, Trinity had become an obsession. Regardless of what I did, I couldn’t get her out of my head. Either I was intensely attracted to her and needed to fuck her out of my brain or she brought out something in me I hadn’t felt with any other woman. I didn’t like either scenario. Being dependent on anyone for any reason didn’t sit well with me.
Ten minutes ticked by like an hour, and I broke down and I called Jack. I needed to talk to him because I felt like I was coming out of my skin.
“Hello,” he said, answering his phone after the first ring. I heard the rumble of voices and pounding music in the background.
“Can you talk?” I asked.
“One second. Let me step outside.” When the music and voices faded, he continued. “What’s going on?”
I squeezed the steering wheel with one hand until my knuckles whitened. “I’m not sure, but Benton just showed up at Trinity Jones’s house.”
“What the fuck? What’s going on?”
I shook my head. “I don’t have a clue. Either Miles is using Trinity to communicate with Benton or Trinity is working with Benton.”
“Or she’s having an affair with Benton.”
“I don’t know. Benton and his wife seem pretty solid. Other than the blackmail scandal brewing around him for the past year, he’s kept his nose clean.”
“This is ridiculous, Knox. Do you hear yourself? We both know Benton is up to his eyeballs in shit. He refused to bring up another bill for vote in the House just this week. Getting involved with this woman who may or may not be backstabbing Miles or fucking Benton on the side is a bad idea for so many reasons. There are other ways to unravel this mess. We don’t need her.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right.” I rubbed my temples, my gaze glued to Trinity’s home. I didn’t know what I thought I’d see.
“Not maybe. I am right. This girl is trouble. First, she’s connected to Miles, and that’s reason enough to stay away from her, but now she’s fucking Benton and—”
“We don’t know that,” I snapped, interrupting him. “They could be friends or she could be working with him.”
He exhaled. “A man only drops by a single woman’s house at ten-thirty at night for one reason and it’s not to paint each other’s fingernails or share stories about their day at work.”
I glanced at the yellow light glowing like a beacon from a large picture window at the front of her townhome. The possibility of catching a glimpse of her tonight made me decline Jack’s invitation to go out for a drink. What had this woman done with my balls?
“I’m not stupid. I realize that,” I muttered as the shiny red door of her townhome opened. Shadows shrank as the interior light spilled onto her front steps.
Benton stepped over the threshold. Her head moved up and down, and he leaned in, whispering something in her ear. Almost immediately, he engulfed her in a one-armed hug, which didn’t offer any insight into the nature of their relationship.
“He’s leaving,” I said.
“Are you going to follow him?”
“No.”
“There’s still time to meet me for a drink.”
I tapped my fingers on my thigh, staring at Trinity’s townhouse. “Where are you? I could use a drink.”
“I’m at Mercy.”
Trinity closed the curtains of her front window, and her home faded to black. “No,” I said, changing my mind instantly. “I have a shit load of work tomorrow, and I need a clear head.”
“Are you going to look into the connection between Trinity and Benton?”
“I will.”
“Good. Call me tomorrow if you need anything.”
“Will
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