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Which was stupid on his part to do what he’d been doing.

Because the last thing he wanted was this to get out.

Or get out that he was being disrespectful.

But they’d been on two dates.

They were going to have another this week.

Out in public.

People had seen them and waved. Even come over to talk to them both.

There was no reason to lie.

She’d even said she wasn’t. Just being reserved was all.

“We’re friends,” he said.

“Friends who want to see the other naked?”

He blew out a breath. Half the time, these comments never bothered him even though they were a no-no.

This time. Yeah, this time, he didn’t want to hear it, let alone deal with it.

Not just because of Marly’s position but her as a person.

“Friends who used to date,” he added. “And are talking now. There. Got enough?”

“Shit,” Frank said. “More power to you.”

“What does that mean?”

“Women like that, those in power. They like to have it all the time. Not saying she’s a horrible person. I’ve always gotten along with her, but she’s kind of...cool and always in control.”

“You know her through work. Those are the things she needs in her job. I know her a different way.”

“Know who a different way?” Stacia asked coming in.

“Your boss,” Frank added before he could shoot the older detective a glance to keep his lips sealed.

“What about her?” Stacia asked.

“Nothing,” he said.

“Are you sure, because she just walked into a wall when she thought no one was looking,” Stacia said. “Not like her at all. Is everything okay with her?”

“We’ve got work to do,” Colson said. “Let’s get started.”

While Stacia pulled her papers out, he grabbed his phone and texted Marly quickly.

The least he could do was give her a heads up.

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The cat is out screeching in the halls.