Page 161 of Treason's Temptation
“I know you’re tired, but Ward wants to see his sister with his own eyes when he brings Rayven back.”
“Okay.”
“Do you need anything before I go to the store?”
I shook my head, resting my neck against the edge. Closing my lids, I relaxed in the warm water until I heard Sloane’s piercing voice asking,Where’s Vie?Pushing up on my arms, I grabbed the towel and dried off. Dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, I opened the door and sauntered down the hall.
“Vie! I missed you so much!” Rayven threw her arms around my neck.
“I missed you, too, Squirt!”
“Glad to see you kept your word,” Sloane taunted Treason, sashaying closer. “I’m glad you’re home.”
“Rylo said call him. He’s so funny,” Rayven laughed, but my expression remained stern, turning to Ward.
“I’ve got a bone to pick with you,” I fussed, index finger pointed, “As if I’m not stressed enough in jail, you gave him coffee. Really,Darren?”
“You left the nigga feenin’. I did the best I could,” he defaulted, hugging me.
“You know him better than he knows himself. You should’ve checked him,” I fussed confidently. Ward had even taught me a few things about Tre.
“You’re home, right?” Finally, I smiled, and he did too. “I’m glad you’re home.”
“Me too.”
“I’ll holla at you later whenhisnosey ass isn’t around.”
“Don’t be whispering to my woman,” Treason chastised, his face scrunched in irritation.
“He’s territorial. Might be a sign to watch,” Sloane whispered, leaning in so only I heard the subtle jab.
“Be nice or you’re getting out,” I warned.
“Fine,” Sloane replied, throwing her hands up, forcing Treason to turn around.
He was near the elevator with Ward, sharing a short conversation before dapping each other up. Ward turned and winked at me just before the elevator doors closed.
“I’m going to the store since she won’t let me DoorDash.”
“No, I won’t. Get everything on that list,” Inez fussed.
“What did you do?”
“What I had to do,” he pressed his lips against my forehead, Sloane turning her head like a child watching her parents kiss.
“What does that mean, Tre?”
“We’ll talk later. Tell her the good news while I’m gone,” Treason urged, Rayven.
“What news?”
“Oh, I almost forgot. Tre got me an interview with Dr. Wayne Carmichael. He’s a bomb ass neurosurgeon from McBath Medical Center. He offered me afellowship.Navie, I thought I was dreaming.”
“Treis just full of surprises, isn’t he?” Sloane’s voice was full of sarcasm.
Listening to Rayven brag about Treason and her new fellowship helped me relax. The more she ranted, the more I understood the hype. Fully funded MCAT prep courses. A paid summer clinical research internship, plus a living stipend and a scholarship for the first year of med school.
Her excitement and passion brought tears to my eyes. Medical school was expensive, and I wasn’t sure how we would afford it. Now the man that I loved to hate had given us one less thing to worry about.
