Page 6 of Evidence of Us

“Sorry to interrupt,” Geno says, poking his head outside. “Meghan is here and loud. Come handle it before Kevin gets back.”

“Fuck,” I sigh. “Okay.”

We walk into the station, and I hear her shouting. “Where is my husband?! Where is he?” Meghan shouts. When we round the corner, I can see she is pissed.

“Will you shut up?” I scold her with a hushed tone. “What is your problem?”

She sees Mariska, and a mix of anger and jealousy is obvious on her face. The thing about Meghan is that she thinks she’s hot shit because she’s thin. She would always talk down to Mariska because she’s thicker, and even now, she still is. God, it’s fucking delicious, too. She has thick thighs, a rounded ass, and incredible breasts. Seeing Meghan scan Mariska like she has something on her for being thinner makes me legitimately angry. Which is fucking wild because Mariska is the one who can effortlessly run a mile. She is strong, and I just know she handled the law enforcement training amazingly. Meghan might be thin, but skinny doesn’t mean fit.

“Why is she here?” Meghan asks.

“Hello to you, too, bestie,” Mariska says with a bright smile before turning to me. She lays her hand on my bicep, and you can almost see the steam coming out of Meghan’s ears. The warmth of her touch has me falling in love with her all over again. “I’m going to go over to our desk and get started on the case file.”

“Okay,” I say, smirking. “I won’t be long, and I’m going to go back through it, too.”

“Okay,” she says with the sweetest smile.

When she goes to step past Meghan, it’s like slow motion when she starts to grab Mariska. I quickly grab her wrist and pull her away because I know that will lead to Mariska laying her ass out in front of everyone.

“Outside,” I growl, pointing to the back door.

“Do we have a problem?” Kevin asks.

“Go, Meghan,” I snap.

Meghan huffs and stomps to the door. I wink at Mariska, and she smiles before I turn to handle my bitch wife. When I get outside, Meghan turns on me. “Are you fucking her?”

“First of all, that’s rich coming from you,” I say. “Second, no. She is my partner, though.”

“No. Fuck no. I don’t want you near her,” Meghan scoffs. “If you want me, I don’t want you near her. She’s obsessed with…”

“Make no fucking mistake, Meghan. She has and always will be the love of my life. You were a second choice.”

“How can you say that to me? Do you not love me?” Meghan asks, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Stop it,” I sigh. “Don’t start this shit.”

“Start what? Zeke, I love you. Don’t you see that? She’s gonna try and break us up.”

“You know when you sent the video to her of you fucking me while I was unconscious, she was in the hospital after nearly dying?” I ask. “Meghan, I don’t know why you’d do something so awful, but I know you helped hurt Riss. You tried to get your best friend killed, and I will prove it.”

“I didn’t do that, Zeke. I swear, I didn’t,” she sniffs back fake tears. “Can we talk about this tonight? Please?”

“Fine,” I say. “Understand she is still my partner, and that will not change. I will be spending a lot of time with her, just like everyone else here. You have no say in that. Also, if I want to fuck her, I will. Just like you have been fucking other men the entire time we’ve been together. You have no leverage here.”

“Okay,” she says with a sigh.

“Walk around the building and leave,” I say, pulling the door open and stepping inside. When I shut the door back, I sigh. I really need to divorce her. Maybe it’s time to make some changes.

Chapter Five

Mariska

I am sitting atmy new desk when Kevin sets the tablet down in front of me. “It should be the login I sent you yesterday,” Kevin tells me.

“Thanks,” I sigh.

“Sorry about that,” Zeke says, gently squeezing my shoulder as he passes behind me. It’s instinctive, but it shows that he wants to be close. He pulls his chair over and grabs his tablet. When he sits next to me, I can’t help but find comfort in his warmth.