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Destiny was grumbling under her breath when they stopped to look back at the main building.

“Take a breath, Des,” Faith said.

Destiny looked at their joined hands and dropped them. “Sorry about that. That smug bitch makes me so mad! She doesn’t care who she hurts as long as she gets what she wants.”

“She’s not getting her way this time,” Faith said, catching Destiny’s gaze. “They are going to love our trees.”

Destiny visibly relaxed and smiled. “Yeah, they are.”

17

After walking around the main building in the center of the complex they both stopped to make a few more notes then headed back to Faith’s truck. Destiny was much calmer now, but just thinking of Gloria and what she did to them made her angry. Seeing her face to face raised things up a notch.

Destiny sighed loudly. “I’m sorry I lost my temper with Gloria, but she’s?—”

“Such a bitch,” Faith said, finishing Destiny’s sentence.

Destiny laughed. “Yeah, that’s exactly what I was thinking.”

As they reached her truck, Faith stopped and turned to Destiny. “Des, she can’t hurt us anymore.”

Destiny nodded. “But I can hurt her. Imagine my fists meeting her pronounced cheekbones.”

Faith chuckled. “Honey, you’ve never hit anyone in your life.”

“She’d be the perfect person to try it out on,” Destiny said with a frown.

Faith opened Destiny’s door. “How about we stop by the yogurt shop on our way to your office?”

Destiny got in the truck and waited for Faith to get in on the driver’s side. “You weren’t angry when you saw her?”

“Yeah, it makes me mad to know what she did to us,” Faith said. “But we’ve got a great vision that I’m sure will beat hers. That’s the best way to defeat people like her.”

“You’ve dealt with people like her in the past, haven’t you?” Destiny asked. She knew Faith had a couple of teammates in college who were always trying to get her trouble.

Faith nodded. “You have to beat them at their own game. We’ll win that contract and send Gloria back to Houston or Dallas or wherever her office is now.”

Destiny knew Faith was right and thought back to the new ideas they’d come up with at the office complex. They really could make this space something unique and even groundbreaking if they could convince the contractor.

Destiny looked over at Faith and studied the outline of her profile. She could gaze at Faith for hours, taking in every little curve. Those blue eyes could hold such mischief or turn dark with desire in a flash.

“You’re staring at me,” Faith said, keeping her eyes on the road.

“I think I’m going to need more than yogurt,” Destiny said. “How about a beer?”

Faith glanced over at Destiny. “Okay, there are plenty of bars between here and your shop.”

“You mean you don’t want to go back to your place?” Destiny asked, amused.

“We can,” Faith replied, “but I thought you wanted to be more social.”

Destiny furrowed her brow and gazed at Faith. “I’m having a hard time with this,” she said. “It’s like you’re doing whatever I want.”

“No, I’m not.” Faith chuckled. “I’m listening. I think you’re right, we did stay to ourselves a lot of the time, but we had fun. We like the same things. Why wouldn't we want to be together?”

Destiny knew what Faith said was true, but she also thought there were times they could’ve celebrated special occasions in ways other than staying at home. “You’re not wrong, but…”

Faith smiled. “But it might be nice to get dressed up and go out occasionally.”

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