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“No, he’s a twat.”
“You met him?”
“Once. He came to visit us two years ago when we used to live in Colorado, and Nikki told me to hide, but I heard him saying bad things to her and—“
“Jay!”
He startles at Nicole’s voice before his small body goes still. She’s near us now and probably heard the last bit of the conversation.
Her face has turned a bright shade of red and her fingers tremble as she motions to the table. “Go finish your homework.”
Jayden lowers his head, giving me an apologetic glance, and drags his feet back to where he left his homework.
Holding Lolli up, I put her near her bowl of food and stand to my full height. Nicole plants her hands on the counter and gets in my face, even though the surface separates us. “Stop talking about unnecessary things with Jay. Anything that has to do with his father is prohibited.”
I try to ignore the way her tits strain against her white shirt or how a blush creeps up her delicate neck.
Trybeing the operative word since my dick is in a constant state of stimuli and is warring with my briefs and trousers as we speak.
I’m surprised I can speak in a human tone. “Are you sure prohibition is the best way to raise a child who’s asking about how to get away with murder?”
Her eyes that resemble the most exotic plants widen. “He…he asked that?”
“He’s a lot sharper than you think and happens to notice things, even when you try to hide them.”
“What else did he say?”
“What are you willing to do to find out? I have an interesting currency I’d like to try.”
Her cheeks turn a bright, shiny crimson that makes her resemble a tomato.
It’s her cue to run in three, two, one—
“I’m not willing to do anything,” she blurts, then whirls around and joins Jayden.
I grab the edges of the counter and curl my fingers around it so hard, I’m surprised none of my tendons snap.
If I was suspecting it before, there’s no doubt now.
Sheisavoiding me.
Whether it’s repulsion or something else, I have no clue. All I’m sure about is that it’s provoking my nasty side.
Breathing in a harsh intake of air, I storm to my home office and make some international phone calls. Work always keeps me grounded enough to keep me from thinking about needless fucking things.
Like the goddess with a body of sin sitting in my living area.
Apparently, work isn’t a solution either if all my brain thinks about is a Pornhub version of Nicole.
Jesus.
I retrieve my phone in a desperate attempt to find a distraction—that’s not Pornhub.
The text I find on my screen allows me to breathe easier.
Astrid: Still alive?
I grin, typing back.
