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“But here we are on the first day and I’ve already met one of them.”
Molly stares at me as if I’m an idiot. “Needed the help.”
And I have no argument there.
She said she needed the money, so she hired backup. I’m just wondering what the payment might be.
“Keep your boyfriends out of my sight, Molly,” I warn. “First and only warning.”
“Caleb isn’t a boyfriend,” she replies flatly. “He’s a friend.”
“Didn’t look like a friend.”
One of her brows quirk. “Do you even know what one looks like?”
“What does that even mean?”
“Never mind.” She waves a dismissive hand in the air. “Is it boyfriends or men in general?”
What the fuck kind of question is that?
A normal one.
“No friends, boyfriends, parents, associates, acquaintances, or fuck buddies,” I impart. “Got it?”
“Got it.” She pushes her cheek out with her tongue then asks, “Do you have any lady friends that visit or—”
“Molly.” I practically growl her name, because the reality right now is that I don’t, for so many reasons.
She doesn’t flinch back or allow her eyes to wander, waiting for me to finish whatever the hell I was going to say.
“Stay the fuck out of my business and do yours. Your job is the girls. Not my life, not what I do, not what I eat, or anything that hasmein it.”
“Got it.” Two of her fingers hover over her forehead and she salutes me like a smartass. “Does a whistle come with the job or are there are uniforms the girls need to wear?”
My brows knit. “What?”
“The Sound of Music.”
“The fuck is that?”
Molly blows out a slow and steady breath as if grounding herself before clasping her fingers together. “Never mind. When do I get to meet the girls again?”
I want it to be never again after all this shit has happened, but I can’t back out now. I’m leaving for LA in three days for a promo release and I need someone here for the girls.
“Tomorrow.”
“Bria and Lark, right?” I hesitate before I nod. “Are there any allergies that I should be aware of?”
Good question.
“No.”
“Any bad habits?”
What kind of bad habits could you have at seven and five?
“No.”
