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“All the ovens are full,” she assures me with a smile. “So we should be good if we keep going.”
I nod and weigh more flour, butter, and sugar, trying like hell to shove thoughts of Ruby and Joaquin kissing out of my mind. She doesn’t want him, so there’s nothing to worry about, at least on the Ruby front.
“Dammit,” I growl in frustration because I know it’s not just Ruby I have to worry about. Joaquin is hot and newly patched. He’s a hot ticket, period.
“Trouble in paradise so soon?” Letty asks.
“No,” I sigh. “I don’t know what the hell is going on with us. I like him, and I love fucking him, but he’s young. He probably wants to stick his dick in everything in LA County before he settles down.”
Lettie says, “That’s what I thought about Shades, too, and look at us now.”
I nod hopefully. “I do want to become his ol’ lady, but sexy and young,” I say and laugh. “I’ve always wanted to be an ol’ lady, you know.”
“No!” Letty lets out a sarcastic gasp. “You only talk about it all the time,” she jokes.
“I’m serious,” I tell her. “I’m really enjoying our sexy time together, but I want more than that.”
It might be too soon for most women to think like that, but I’m young and hot and also have a great job. It makes me a catch, and most of all, I know what I want. Joaquin.
“Make him want more, too, with you,” she offers gently.
“That’s the plan,” I tell her honestly.
Sex with Joaquin is hot as fuck, and that part I definitely want to continue. My plan is to use that good sex to reel him in and make sure that my pussy is the only one he wants. I have tricks, and I’m starting to know what he likes. I’ll use that to keep him happy and satisfied, and then, I’ll be on my way to officially being his ol’ lady.
“Willow,” Kenna calls out to me, and her tone immediately puts me on edge.
“What’s wrong?”
Her eyes are wide with concern. “Cops are here, and they’re asking for you.”
“Shit,” I grumble under my breath and wipe the flour from my hands. “I’m coming.”
I’m a little worried because who wouldn’t be when meeting with cops? The last time they were here, they took Maven away in cuffs.
I steel my nerves with a few deep breaths and go to the dining room where those same asshole detectives are waiting.
“Ms. Martinez, we have a few questions for you.”
I fold my arms across my chest as if they were body armor. “And if I don’t answer, are you going to take me away in handcuffs too?”
“Just answer our questions, and we’ll get out of your hair,” Detective Powell says, a tired expression on his face.
I drop down in a chair at a table near them but not too near. A little distance is always necessary when dealing with cops. “You guys must be mentally defective if you think Maven would kill anyone, not even someone as deserving as that asshole, Cyrus.”
“Have you ever seen her lose her temper?”
I drop my head back and laugh. “Are you kidding? She should have mutilated that motherfucker the minute he put his hands on her, but she didn’t. Hell, she didn’t even call you. I did.”
“Maybe she had plans to kill him later, and that’s why she didn’t call?”
“She was crying when I found her, and that fucker was about to hit her again. I’ll tell you what Maven did. She got the best revenge a girl has at her disposal. She got over Cyrus by getting under someone hotter and younger than his dusty ass.”
“Ms. Martinez, just answer our questions. Please.”
“Where did she go later that day after Mr. Palacios’ arrest?”
“She worked with me until the end of the day, and then she went home. What time did you release him? Did you even process him or require bail, or are you on the Iron Kings payroll?”
