right on ahead.”
Dane let that slow grin spread over his face again. He looked like he was having a good time, but she knew looks were deceiving. She knew he was angry and lashing out because he still blamed her for the breakdown in their marriage.
“Well, Ace,” Dane drawled, “I guess Ivy didn’t tell you about me, and that kinda hurts. But the truth is, Ivy and I already know each other really well. So well that we decided we couldn’t live together anymore—isn’t that right, baby?”
“Aw, fuck me,” Ace said, turning to look at her. “Is this the ex-husband? Really?”
Ivy gritted her teeth. “The one and only. See what a charmer he is?”
CHAPTER FIVE
“Is this going to be a problem?”
Colonel Mendez sat behind his desk and frowned at her and Dane. After their revelation in the briefing room, one of the guys sighed heavily and said, “I’ll take them to see the colonel.”
Ivy might have argued that point, but Dane walked out on the man’s heels, and Ivy decided she’d better follow or get left out of the conversation. And since she was pretty sure Colonel Mendez had the power to cut her out of this mission, she wasn’t letting Dane speak for her because she already knew what his opinion of her presence would be.
“Not for me,” Ivy said even as her pulse thrummed and heat rolled beneath her skin.
“No, sir,” Dane said, all military rigidity and properness now. “I was surprised. I imagine Ivy was surprised as well.”
“Didn’t part on the best of terms, I take it?” Mendez arched an eyebrow.
“We haven’t spoken in over four years,” Ivy offered. “I imagine that’s due more to our jobs than malice. I have no feelings one way or the other about Lieutenant Erikson. Our marriage is in the past. For all I know, he’s remarried.”
“Nope,” Dane said. “Not on your life. Once was enough.”
Mendez’s other eyebrow went up. “Do I need to repeat the question, Lieutenant?”
“No, sir. It won’t be a problem. Lost my head for a second, sir.”
Mendez glared at them both for good measure. “That’s mighty good to know. Because if it is a problem, for either one of you, I’m removing you both from this mission. Is that clear?”
Ivy’s face burned hotter. No way in hell was she letting Dane get her kicked off this mission. Not when she had a personal stake in seeing the sub captured. The Ruizes had killed her mother and many more poor and desperate people like her—and Ivy wasn’t letting that happen anymore. Not if she could help it. Capturing the sub was only part of the equation. There was still so much to do in order to dismantle the Ruiz network, but she’d start with the submarine and their ability to make more of them.
And then there was the fact that if she got sent home from this mission maybe her bosses would lose faith in her ability to handle the job. Maybe she’d get shuffled off to something besides the Ruiz case.
She couldn’t allow that. She’d spent too many years trying to run the Ruizes to ground, and she wasn’t about to have that taken away from her now. Especially not by a man she’d left in the past.
“Understood,” she said.
“Yes, sir,” Dane replied.
The colonel waved a hand. “Good. Now get the fuck out of my office and get back to work.”
* * *
Dane shortened his steps as they walked back to the briefing room. Ivy walked beside him, her chin in the air, her long dark hair falling in a luxurious silken wave down her back. She wore a black pantsuit with a red blouse and what his mom would call sensible heels. He knew for a fact Ivy looked fantastic in short skirts and high heels, but clearly she opted for something a little more sedate while working.
Except the shirt was low enough to give a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage, and since Dane knew what those breasts looked like bare, he couldn’t help but let his gaze stray there a bit more often than it should.
Ivy stopped suddenly and Dane was caught short. He
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