Page 26 of Daddy's Soul


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“Well, there was a homeless woman and her dog on the street . . . ”

He closed his eyes. “Don’t tell me, that dog is dining on my pastrami?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And your lunch?” he asked.

“I hope she likes chicken salad,” she whispered.

“Faith,” he said warningly.

“I’ll go get you a new sandwich.” She’d use her emergency ten dollars she kept in her shoe.

But he held out the credit card again without looking up. “Get us both lunch and ensure they both arrive back here with all their fillings.”

“Okay, but I’ll just eat your sandwich.” She gestured to the meatless sandwich.

“You will not. You will do as you are told and get those sandwiches. Now.”

Definitely a tyrant.

“Eric! The yard looks amazing!”

Faith frowned as she stepped out of the bathroom. Cammie must have gotten in late last night because Faith hadn’t heard her.

As she walked into the kitchen, she spotted Cammie hugging Eric. He raised his eyes to glare at Faith.

“I’ve missed you!” Cammie told him. “You did an amazing job.”

“Thanks, babe,” he rumbled. “Anything for you.”

What a dick.

As Faith heated a microwave meal, Eric entered the kitchen, stepping closer and looming over her.

She would not be intimidated.

“Do not say a word.”

“I wasn’t going to.”

Cammie entered the kitchen just as Eric moved away to start loading the dishwasher.

“Oh, babe, don’t do those,” Cammie said. “I’m sure Faith won’t mind doing it.” She smiled over at Faith.

Faith forced a smile. “Sure.”

“Aren’t I lucky to have a man who takes such good care of me?” she said to Faith.

“Uh-huh,” Faith replied as she put things in the dishwasher.

“Oh, and I don’t mean to be a bitch, Faith, but the bathroom is a bit dirty. Could you clean that up?”

Awesome.

“Sure.”

It was time to start searching for somewhere else to live.

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