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Rue: The only one doing that is Silas.

Silas: I’m not doing anything I shouldn’t be! And Ziggy is Jupiter’s PA, not mine. Also Rue, you got no room to talk with the trips you were taking at night with a certain PA into town.

Jupiter: Ziggy is MIA, and I’d suggest you protest too much, leading me to believe you are getting your rocks off with the slippery little sucker, brother.

Silas: There is nothing little about Ziggy’s snake.

Dad: Please, I do not want to know this stuff!

Kodi: Then maybe you need to be more discreet when you and Popi play hide the sausage!

Rue: Agreed.

Booker: Totally.

Silas: All I can say is thank fuck to a fiancé who has his own place I can hide at lolololololololololol.

Dad: You wait, your time is coming when your family never give you the alone time you crave.

Silas: That won’t be for many years! I’ll get all the alone time in now, though just in case.

Dad: You think the craving for your mate lessens? You poor, misguided fools.

Booker: We are doomed, is that what you’re saying?

Dad: In a word ‘yes’.

Chapter Seven

Delicious & Vicious

Hollis: Lennon, is everything okay? I came by your office then went to Kodi’s and you weren’t there. I’m assuming that because the door was locked.

Frey: Locked??? Ohhh what fun. Why would Kodi lock his office door?

Wilder: He was in there, I could hear him in there all afternoon.

Bowie: Who was where? I’m confused when Hollis said he couldn’t find Lennon.

Lennon: Sorry Hollis, I ran out on an errand for Kodi, was it urgent?

Hollis: I have the board meeting on Friday and I want you to go over the figures you sent through for the last quarter. I think I’m missing information.

Ziggy: Was the errand for something important? I’m sure I recognized the logo on the box you were carrying earlier.

Panic it swept through Lennon, and he started to sweat profusely at Ziggy mentioning anything more. Lennon was out of his office and heading to Ziggy’s, his phone clutched in his hand. He burst through the door, and Ziggy glanced up, wearing a look of alarm. His eyes were so wide, the whites looked like marbles with just a small spot of color in the center.

“You okay?” Ziggy questioned, pushing back his chair to come around the desk.

“Please don’t mention the logo of the shop.” He was hyperventilating so much that he gasped more than spoke.

Ziggy’s grin was instantaneous, as was the head shake. “I won’t. We all have a side to us we don’t share, that’s cool. I’m good at keeping secrets.” He pointed to the phone Lennon was clutching. “I’d answer Hollis, so he doesn’t come to look for you. Give yourself a minute to calm down.” Ziggy tugged out a chair and pushed him into it.

Lennon gave a grateful smile, opening the screen to see what he’d missed. All the while, Ziggy lounged on the corner of his desk, watching him in a way that said he wouldn’t easily be fooled by any excuse he came up with.

Frey: Box? Did you go get cake from that new place on the high street you mentioned had opened and didn’t let me know?

Hollis: I baked several apple cakes and made a Danish pastry and left them in the coffee lounge. Why would we need more cake?