Trust No One
“MJ was too tired, too sated to want to listen to the voice. If Ben wanted sex again, he could just wait. She snuggled deeper into bed.
“Wake. Up.” The voice hissed in her ear. This time the command was followed with a tug on MJ’s hair.
“Ouch.” MJ slapped at the hand and forced her eyes open.
“Finally.”
That’s when she realized the voice belonged to a woman.
“Tasha.”
“Shh.”
Too late. Ben stirred. “What’s wrong?” he murmured sleepily. “Bad dream?”
“Shit.” Tasha muttered and dashed around the bed to Ben’s side, reaching under her jacket.
“What?” Ben opened his eyes, pushing to sit up.
Tasha pulled out a gun.
MJ’s eyes widened. “No, don’t shoot him.”
Ben stared at her a split second, then shifted his gaze toward Tasha.
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