Page 2 of Temptation

“Yeah.” Mentally shaking himself, Tenn held up the folder. “We have something important to discuss, and I need a drink.”

“Okay. Meet you at Audubon in twenty minutes?” There was evident curiosity on her face about what he wanted to discuss.

“See you there.” Tenn nodded.

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Thirty minutes later, Tenn watched as Quinn walked into Audubon and looked around, spotting him in a quiet corner booth; she walked over and slid across from him. “Sorry, Rilla was curious about you, and I just got away.”

“Rilla?” Tenn raised his eyebrow.

“Girl with pink hair.” Quinn grinned at him as the bartender called out and asked if she wanted her regular; she turned around and waved at the woman. “Yes, please and thank you, Denise.” She called back.

“Come here a lot?” Tenn asked when she faced him again.

“Best food on campus. So, Mr. Aston, what did we need to talk about?”

“Tenn, please. You're married to Joel Hudson?”

“Yeah, you want to talk about Joel?” Quinn furrowed her brow as Denise put her drink in front of her, and she thanked her before taking a sip. Tenn decided to just show her the proof rather than try to explain things.

“No. I don't want to talk about him; we have to talk about him and my wife.” He pushed the folder across the table. She opened it, and he watched as her face dropped. With every picture, resignation slowly settled on her features, and she leaned back in the booth when she was done.

“Well. I want to say I'm surprised, but since I just gave him an ultimatum to either prove he wanted our marriage to work by putting in some effort or get out, I'm not.” She closed the folder and looked up at him. “When was the last time they were together?”

“According to my PI, last weekend.”

“He told me he was at a conference in New York.”

“The conference was real. They shared a hotel room.” Tenn was alarmed as a red flush rose up her neck and spread across her cheeks.

“Fucking Prick.” She spit out, then looked remorseful. “Him, not you.”

“I figured.” Tenn smiled apologetically. “I can get you copies of everything.”

“Please. Would you be interested in revenge and messing with them before we end things?” She smiled wickedly and leaned toward him, and Tenn found himself mirroring her posture before what she said registered in his brain.

That gave Tenn pause. He felt frozen and numb since he saw the evidence. They had been married for eleven years; finding out she was cheating after losing her job at an upscale hotel and taking two years off to “discover” herself on his dime while he had done his best to be supportive was a kick to the guts. She started working at the Porsche dealership after he finally pushed her to return to work when he had to move money over from his savings to pay the bills. Viki had been resentful about everything initially, but after two months, she warmed up to the job and was more cheerful at home.

“What did you have in mind?”

“You and your wife should come to dinner tomorrow evening to discuss your participation in my lecture series. We should hit it off and become fast, close friends.” Her mischievous smile and sparkling eyes drew Tenn in, but he still wasn't convinced.

“You really think they'd care?” Tenn said doubtfully.

“Maybe, maybe not. But we can have fun and make it awkward by doing double dates.” Quinn smirked.

“What's your address?” Tenn made a contact for her on his phone and handed it to her. He was willing to do whatever he could to get back at Viki for doing this to him. Quinn grinned at him, took his phone, added her information, and sent herself a text to add his number to hers.

“Tomorrow at six?”

“Sounds good to me. Do you want to tell me about your lecture series? So I know what you're talking about tomorrow?”

Quinn nodded and explained her thought process and idea. When she was finished, Tenn found himself interested in it. “You know, if you want help with this, I'd be happy to. I know a few people who would be interested in talking and helping out.”

“Really?” A delighted smile spread across Quinn's face.

“Yeah, I think this sounds like an excellent idea.” Tenn nodded enthusiastically. “I'll make some phone calls, send some emails and see who I can get in touch with. How many speakers did you want?”