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Or even contemplate arguing again.
Because there’s no reason to keep having this fucking discussion.
The problem isn’t with what Lauren deserves.
It’s with what she doesn’t.
And I know if I fulfill Hamilton’s request by bringing her daughter into this fortress of desolation and dolorousness, I’ll end up destroying all that she has left.
I’ve already taken so fucking much from one person.
I’m not sure I can survive taking any more.
Chapter 2
Brynley
“Are really kicking me out right now?” I force myself up to a sitting position off the pile of clothes I had been using as a pillow. “It’s not even ten a.m.”
“It’s noon,” my roommate – er ex-roommate evidently – Patty Watts, snips from the doorway she’s occupying.
“Not for those of us who work the slut shift.”
“You mean the grave shift?”
“I mean the ‘no I don’t wanna touch your balls in the dark any more than I do in the light’ shift.”
“Bryn.”
“Why do I suddenly have to go?” I mutter, grabbing a hair tie off the nightstand since the one I slept in magically ran away during the two hours of sleep I’ve had. And it’s only been two because laundry – no matter how hard I bribe it – still won’t do itself. “Why is it Sunday night I had ‘til Friday to pay you back, and now Tuesday morning I’m being kicked out?”
Her porcelain skin grows an obnoxiously familiar shade of shame.
“Ah.” Winding my long, thick, dark brown locks into high messy bun occurs in tandem with my mocking, “Let me guess. The big, bad, wannabe biker – who reeks of desperation for a Dread MC patch – gave you some cry me a river bullshit sob story this morning about how if it were just the two of you more often he’d probably move in already and if I were out of the picture it’d make it that much easier and if it weren’t for me you’d be having way more sex than you are now because he doesn’t want me to hear what a one minute pump chump he is.” The tiny squeak of objection has me pursing my lips briefly to one side. “Okay, he probably didn’t confess to the latter, but a girl has ears. And more importantly, she knows the line of bullshit assholes like him, tell the girlfriends like you – that they’re openly fucking around on – after being denied the chance to fuck their roommate.” My light, mocha brown hands land dramatically in my lap. “Feel free to correct any part of the daytime soap drama I got wrong.”
She guilty presses her chapped lips together.
Typical.
So. Fucking. Typical.
Shit like this always happens when you’ve got a killer rack like mine, an undeniable love of lowcut tank tops, and an amazing fucking ability to say no to sexual advances.
Or in other cases an amazing fucking ability to create sexual advances men can’t say no to.
That one comes in handy depending on where I’m working.
Not that I fuck for dollars.
But giving them the idea that I might fuck for dollars, which causes them to cough up more cash and me to receive more tips is absolutely something I do.
I mean that’s just good business.
“Look…” Patty gives her dark, stringy strands a nervous comb. “I won’t make you pay for the rent you missed, okay?” She winces when her fingers catch a knot. “Just…use it for a deposit on your next place.”
“The next place I don’t have lined up because you didn’t give me a chance to get it lined up?”
More guilt grows in her pale blue gaze. “I guess then for a hotel?”
