Chasing Truth: Chapter 21

Posted on 17/11/2014



“I’m guessing my time is up.”

Mari didn’t try to hide the bite in her tone. Tyler had an agenda. She would be stupid to forget that. She watched his gaze dip to the stuffed animal. His lips curved at the corners and he took a small step forward. She stopped once more.

He slipped his other hand into the pocket of his jeans and his eyes lifted to rest on her face.

“You’re still mad. I get that. I left the other night when I didn’t want to, with a lot of things still between us. I gave you the time and the space you asked for, but now it’s time for us to talk.”

“You know, I’m noticing a theme here. You make a decision and I’m just supposed to fall in line with it.”

“Are you going to be difficult about this or do I just need to wait you out?”

“Wait me out. And hold your breath while you do it,” she added over her shoulder as she started around him.

He caught her arm, pulling her to him. “Don’t do this.”

Her brow furrowed with fury as she thought about just what he’d ruined. Their relationship had been so easy, so affectionate and amazing. That was now gone.

“I’m not the one doing anything. You did this.”

He hesitated. “Hear me out, Mari. That’s all I’m asking right now.”

She pulled her arm free, but nodded as she took the few stairs up to the door. She barely pushed the door open before he was behind her, following her inside. She could feel his warmth at her back. Then he leaned in, his words tickling her ear.

“Missed you, sweetheart. Spent a whole day at Rocanda thinking about you.”

She closed her eyes against the words as if it would shield her. It was these moments that heaped on the confusion. He wanted to get close to Blake. It was his entire reason for being on the island to begin with. She was a means to an end. Yet, when he said things like that, looked at her as if she mattered…well, she had a hard time remembering that.

She turned and set both the plate and stuffed animal on the table before she made herself face him again.

“You’re using me, Tyler. Don’t think for a moment I’ve forgotten that.”

“I found you that morning at the beach because I knew who you were. You’re one of the few consistent links to Blake and it wasn’t easy to find that out. I’m not going to lie about that and I’m not going to apologize for doing my job. But Mari, you took me out to Rocanda the next day and things started to change. The more I was with you, the more personal it got. I need access to Blake. That hasn’t changed. Neither has what I told you. What’s between us is between us and that’s real. Maybe we don’t like how we got here, but that doesn’t make it any less real. Don’t sit there and tell me it’s not.”

Arguing about it was getting her nowhere and she was afraid if she wasn’t careful Tyler would talk her into believing him. She tried another angle.

“So let me make sure I’ve got this right. You want to get close enough to Blake to…investigate? Figure out whether or not he’s really into trafficking…things?”

She’d done her best to shy away from the things Tyler hinted Blake might be involved with. There were years of abandonment and now animosity between them, but that didn’t mean she wanted him to be that kind of man.

Tyler’s eyes never softened, never left her, but he allowed the subject change.

“I need to get information.”

She chewed her bottom lip and then forced out a long hard breath. “Then right now we need the same thing.  As far as everyone else is concerned we’re still together and everything’s good. When he shows, you’re the boyfriend and you can do whatever it is you need to do.”

She thought he would smile and acknowledge her concession as his victory. Maybe he would even assume everything was good between them again. He did none of those things. His eyes seemed to darken as he crowded her.

“As far as everyone else is concerned?” he echoed quietly.

“That’s what I said.”

“And as far as we’re concerned?”

His voice was softer, but she wasn’t fooled. Still, she held her ground without breaking the stare.

“We’re two people helping each other reach a goal.”

He was shaking his head before she even finished. “Not good enough, Marielle.”

“Well it’s going to have to be because that’s all we’ve got.”

He continued crowding closer until she took a few involuntary steps back. Her back came up against the edge of the counter, halting her retreat. Tyler came closer still and cupped her face. His words were slow and pointed.

“You do not come into my life and make me feel things I swore I would never feel for a woman and then dismiss me. I lied to you. I owned up to that. I’m asking you to work through it with me. For me. If I could’ve met you another way, without all this between us, I would take it in a heartbeat. I can’t do that.  This is the hand we’ve got, baby. Play it out with me. Give me a chance to show you we can turn it into a winning hand.”

Her heart beat far too fast and his serious gaze held her frozen.

“I don’t know if I can trust you,” she finally whispered.

“Let me show you that you can,” he whispered back.

She closed her eyes against the force of his gaze. “If I decide it’s not working, we go back to my plan.”

He smiled and kissed her forehead. “We won’t need your plan.”

With those words he confirmed her fears. Tyler was talking her into believing him.


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Chasing Truth: Chapter 13

Posted on 12/09/2014


            Mari took a long sip of lemonade from the straw and blindly reached out to set it on the end table next to the hammock.

“This is the life.” She sighed in pleasure.

Her eyes closed behind the sunglasses resting on her face. Raoul laughed and turned the ribs over on the grill.

“My spoiled, spoiled girl.”

“You made me that way.”

“That I did,” he admitted turning to look at her. “Where’s Tyler?”

“Trying to see if he can best Devil’s Mountain without me.”

“You’ve been spending a lot of time with him.”

“It’s been awhile, but I’m pretty sure that’s what you do when you’re dating someone,” she drawled searching for her glass again.

“So it’s serious then?”

She stopped feeling for the glass and lifted her shades to stare at him. “What is it, Papa?”

“There’s just something about him, Mari Belle. Just don’t sit right.”

She sat up in the hammock at the improper grammar. “He treats me like a princess. What’s not to like?”

He shrugged and turned back to the food. “That’s why I didn’t say anything. It’s not anything he’s said or done. I just don’t feel…settled when he’s around.”

She frowned and propped the glasses up on her head. “What do you want me to say? I like him, the way he treats me, how he acts, all of it. There’s nothing that makes me not want to see him.”

Allison walked out the back door with a bowl of baked beans and another with coleslaw. Her smile slipped at their expressions.

“You told her then?”

“So you’ve talked about it?” Mari asked looking between the two of them.

She set the Saran-wrapped bowls on the table. “Raoul was concerned. I suggested he wait a little while to see if his feelings changed before he worried you unnecessarily.”

“And what do you think?”

“Honestly? I like him. I definitely like how happy you’ve been since the two of you got together. I don’t discount Raoul’s feelings though.”

“All we’re saying is be careful.”

An echo of Keon’s words. Mari frowned. Life was good. Her time with Tyler was great. She didn’t want anything encroaching on that, not even Raoul’s vague feelings of concern.

Raoul turned to her. “You’re old enough to make your own decisions. Have been for a while now.” He paused and scratched at his head, making her grin. “I told you what I think. What you do is up to you.”

“I know and I promise I’ll be careful.”

“That’s all I can ask for.”

She settled back into the hammock, more than ready to let the subject rest. She just reached for her glass when Raoul looked toward the house.

“Why don’t you head up to the front of the house, Mari? Got a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?” she echoed curiously, rising from the hammock.

He didn’t say anything more so she crossed the grass toward the gate. That’s when she heard him.

“Something smells good back here.”

She laughed with surprise and delight when she heard that warm booming voice. The gate to the backyard swung open to reveal a tall chocolate-skinned man with jade green eyes that shone as bright as his smile. The second the gate opened she ran to him. He met her halfway with muscled arms opened wide.

“Well if it isn’t Ellie girl! I heard you finally made your way back.”

She slammed into him and wrapped her arms tight. “They didn’t even tell me you were coming! I missed you the last few times you were here. How long are you staying this time? I’ve missed you!”

Gage was a long-time family friend. Raoul and Mari took him on a tour shortly after her mother’s death and every time he visited the island, he made sure to come spend time with them. It wasn’t long before she regarded him as an uncle and she always looked forward to his visits. The last time she saw him was her graduation and she’d been equally pleased with that surprise.

They both kept an arm locked around each other as they came back to Raoul and Allison.

“Long enough to get a good look at you. That’s for sure. You’ve been growing up on me.”

Raoul snorted and eyed the ribs. “You? I watched the entire process and it still caught me by surprise.”

Gage chuckled and patted Raoul on the back. “It’s good to see you, old man. Allie, you’re just as beautiful as always.”

“And you’re still a charmer.” Allison smiled with the words.

He leaned in to hug her without releasing Mari. Only when he moved to settle into a chair did he finally let go.

“How does it feel, graduate?”

Mari dropped into a chair beside him and smiled. “It feels the same as always. I didn’t need a degree to do this. That was just…for fun I guess.”

“I’ve been thinking about letting you take over the books,” Raoul slid in easily.

Her brows jumped in surprise. “If you need me to, you know I will.”

He smiled as if he anticipated the answer as he stacked the ribs on a plate in the center of the table.

“We’ll talk about it.”

Allison unwrapped the bowls while Mari passed out the plates. She had a rib in hand with coleslaw and beans on her plate before Raoul settled at the table. Gage laughed watching her.

“I see you still pack it away.”

“I learned from the best,” Mari assured around the delicious meat. “So where’ve you been? Anywhere exciting?”

“I spent some time down in Costa Rica. Beautiful place. You’d love it. I ventured down to Colombia too. Maybe now that you’ve graduated you can come on a trip or two.”

The rib clattered to the plate and Mari’s eyes lit up. “Seriously? You better not be playing with me.”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

“I’m so holding you to that.”

He just smiled as he continued eating.

Mari refilled Allison’s glass as she reached for another rib after clearing her plate. Gage shook his head. He leaned back in his seat and rested his hands on his stomach. “So what’s this I hear about a man sniffing around my girl?”

There was no confusion about his source. She shot a look at Raoul. “Yes, I’m dating.”

“Well where’s the brave little boy?”

“It’s amazing you caught her without him. He’s been monopolizing her time.”

“That’s a strong word, Papa.”

“So you like him, huh? Tell me about him.”

“He’s…great.” She propped her chin up on her hand and sucked barbecue sauce from her pinky. “He makes me laugh even when I don’t want to. He’s sweet and thoughtful. He’s fun. He makes me happy.”

“All that? So what’s the problem, Raoul?”

“Call it Dad senses. They go off when he’s around.”

He frowned. “Well I can’t argue with that. I want to meet the young man while I’m hanging around, you hear?”

Mari smiled. “Yes sir. Maybe you can put Dad’s senses to rest.”

“Yeah,” Gage said with a faint smile. “Let’s hope I can.”


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