Chapter 3: Bad Business
I’d been messing around with Taka for almost six months. I was supposed to be gathering intel but instead I found myself falling for him. So far, he hadn’t done anything worth putting the cuffs on him except a few speeding tickets.
I was lying on one of the chaise lounges, working on my tan, when he strolled out of the mansion. He was dressed in gray slacks and a white shirt. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and the collar hung open to show off a bit of his muscular olive skin. He paused by the chair.
“You left early this morning,” he said, looking down at me. “Where did you go?”
I looked up at him through my sunglasses. “I went out to breakfast with some friends.”
Taka put his hands on his hips. “Breakfast with friends, huh?”
I pushed my sunglasses up
