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Dad looks at me with tired eyes. Wrinkles line around the edges as a dark five o’clock shadow scatters over his jawline. “I know, son, but we’ve hit a brick wall with one of the dealers.”
I sink back, blowing out a cloud of smoke. Gypsy is always quiet when my dad visits. He doesn’t like him. Not sure why. Actually, none of my brothers like him, and that should be a red flag, but I always bring it down to the fact that Dad isn’t for everyone. He’s a cunt, and a dry one at that.
“One of my main sellers is having trouble moving shipments over the border.”
I shrug. “Well, fuck, Gypsy here is quite comfortable using his pretty little fucking face to trick his way through border control.”
Dad shuffles uncomfortably, giving me a tense, brief smile. “I get that, but just give me two days. I’ll have it.” I grind my teeth, slightly agitated. This isn’t the first job he has delivered for us, in fact— “Son, you know I’ve got this. I’m a powerful man. The shipment will be here two days from now, ready for you all. We’ve been doing this for what, four years now, and I haven’t let you down once.”
I grunt, stubbing out my cigarette in the gold plated ashtray that was once a cap from my bike wheel. “Two days, Pops.”
He smiles, leaning back. “Done.”
I watch his eyes and how they shift around the room nervously, I don’t know if he has always been like that or if this is new, and I sneak a look at Gypsy quickly to find him already watching me. His face is frozen, expressionless.
I clear my throat. “You and Mom?” I test the waters that I want to fucking dive into. “You good?”
He shakes his head, laughing. “Ask me what you really want to know.”
I have two options right now. I can pretend that I don’t assume he has a little girlfriend, or I can show him the hand I’m holding—with the knowledge that I have a whole new fucking deck hiding under my ass. “You’re around that age to find someone half your age is all…” My fingers flex.
He chuckles. I can almost feel Gypsy’s eyes boring into mine. He doesn’t know shit about what I’m talking about, he just assumes that I’m catching on to who my old man really is. “I may have…” Dad says the words I already know.
“That poor little bitch. She hot?” I joke, kicking my leg out in front of me. “Let her know that when she’s over riding on daddy’s washed-up cock, she can come drop to her knees for her master.”
Dad visibly stills, and it’s the most emotion I have seen in him since—forever. He is an emotionless man in general, hardly shifting energy to accommodate anyone. He releases his tension with an easy smile on his lips. “Mmmhmm, sure.” Standing up, he swipes his lips with his thumb. “See you in two days.” Just as he reaches the door, his fingers flex around the handle as he looks at me over his shoulder. “Oh, and boy? Wanna keep an eye on your sister?”
“I had every plan to do that, but not for the reasons that you, as her dad, are probably hoping for.”
He turns this time, facing me while leaning against the doorframe. “Elaborate.”
“Well,” I say, pushing up from my chair. “You’re hoping I keep her safe, you know, away from all the bad little boys in college. Which, given that’s definitely something I would have done in the past, but now I don’t give a fuck.” I smirk, hitting the steps and going straight for the fridge. “I’ll watch her, though. Only now I’ll be watching her with my hand around my cock.” I throw him a wink, wrapping my hands around my cold beer and slamming my stainless-steel fridge closed.
Dad shakes his head. “You really going to go with the whole incest thing? I mean, I always knew you had a thing for her, but this?”
I swallow my cold beer while swiping my mouth with the back of my hand. “Chill, old man. I’m not about to dip my finger into the honey pot.” Ignoring him, I’m hoping he disappears so I can get back to business with Gypsy.
The door closes behind me just as Gypsy opens his mouth. “Hate that fucker.”
Chuckling, I sit back in my chair and shake my head. “You’re paranoid.” My phone dings in my pocket and I reach inside, unlocking a new message.
Nellie: She’s annoying. Why do I have to watch her constantly?
Because I fucking said so.
I toss my phone onto the coffee table. “There’s something up with Dad and his shipments.”
Gypsy whistles as I scoop up my keys for my bike. “Damn, might want to also check this out, brother.” I look down at his phone that he’s passing me before going back to him.
