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“Nah. You know how many resumes I’ve looked at over the last four years.”
“Understandable. I’m a retired detective.”
“Ah, yeah. That’s right.”
“Mhm-huh.”
It didn’t hit me until, like. two minutes later, when our eyes metin the rearview mirror, but I kept quiet, trying not to give it away. He couldn’t say anything if I didn’t give him anything.
“Did you think I’d miss the bruises on her neck? Or the way you both stared out the window, tryingnot to look at each other?Or the way her ass tried to sell it asking about your mother? I was detecting before you were born, Dymon. What are you thinking?”
“I’m not thinking.Shit.Thinking with my dick.” I shook my head. “I don’t know what happened.When Jefftextedme telling me about giving her an invitation, I sort of just didn’t see anything past me not wanting her to be with him.And here we are… about to go through hell trying to keep this a secret.”
“Are you aware that lifestyle requires honesty?A lot of it. If you’re serious about it.”
I nodded my head.“Her expectations are light. Very light.”
“But are you going to tell her about her family’s issues or about… Kia? I can see from the look on your face that you’re not about to stop. Do you have any provisions in place? NDA?”
I looked out the window.I didn’t want to think about none ofthat shitright now, not when Quinci gave me the best pussy I ever had.
“Thinking with your dick.”
“She not like that,though.”
“I don’t believe she is neither, but it doesn’t hurt to have it anyway.Just in case. In my old line of work, we call that CYA. Cover your ass.”
“She didn’t even ask me for any compensation or none of that because she believes that I’ll take care of her, without her having to ask. Now, how am I supposed to roll up to her with a stack of papers for her to sign ifthis shitdoesgosouth?”
“Just don’t want you to end upyourlike your father, Dymon. You’ve workedtoohard andbrought this business too far to get in trouble now…because of pussy.”
“Alright. Probably the same thing that Diesel and my father would say anyway.”
“Uh-huh.”
When my phone vibrated in my pocket,I pulled it out to see a text from Quinci.
Quinci: *1 image attached. @thespa.About to get these muscles worked out.You did a number on me.I loved it, though.
Exiting out of the text thread, I opened the Kog system to see who was working at the spa in her building to see who would be rubbing on her. After finding that out, I immediately texted her back.
Me: TellAnita she better take care of my Princess.
Quinci: If I asked you how you knewthat,I’d probably get annoyed with you, so I’m not going to ask.
Me: Why wouldn’t I know?Or be able to find out?My name is literally on the building.
Quinci:*eye roll emoji* MynAmEIsLiTeRalLyOntHeBuIlDiNg.Head ass.
The mockinggif she sent along with that text message made me chuckle. I put my phone back in my pocket, while shaking my head.
I sighed. “What, Bernard? Why your eyebrow about to lift off your forehead?”
“Just lookingat you.You know I have a son your age. So, I look at you like a son.Come back down to Earth a little bit. Your nose wide open. Acting like you sixteen and just getting your first piece of ass.”
“I actually got my first piece of ass at fourteen. Sixteen, I wasdamnnear doing amateur porn. It’s why my folks sent me to Wyoming.”
“I’m well aware.”
