Page 7 of Trusting Thorn


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“You, okay?”

I offer her a hand and help her off her knees, but she smacks me away, her eyes now shooting daggers. “Fuck off, Thorn.”

It takes everything I have not to snap at her for the disrespect, but I did almost suffocate her with my dick, so I let it slide.

“Look, I’m sorry for being a bastard, babe. It’s been a long fucking day.” I don’t make a habit of apologizing to whores, but I’ve been an asshole since the second she sat on my lap, and she didn’t deserve that.

“Whatever,” she grumbles.

Yeah, I’m starting to feel the same fucking way.

Fuck it. It’s time to go.

Pulling out my wallet, I shuffle through the bills and hand Sage a few crisp Benny’s.

Her eyes widen as she snatches the cash from my hand, plastering on a smile. “Pleasure doing business with ya, honey.”

Chuckling, I shake my head, watching as her heart-shaped ass sashays away.

I guess it’s true what they say, money does make the world go around.

CHAPTER THREE

Oakland

My lips twitch as I listen to the sound of my dryer's buzzer as it attempts to signal that my laundry is dry.

News Flash.

It’s not.

The damn thing has been broken for months.

I shouldn’t find it funny that everything in this place is falling apart, but seriously, what else can I do?

Lord knows a new dryer isn't something I can afford right now.

"MOM!" Morgan yells from the other side of the house, pulling me from my thoughts.

"What?" I shout back.

"YOUR PHONE'S RINGING." I don't know why she has to scream so loud. Our trailer is seven hundred square feet from one end to the other. She could hiccup and I’d hear it from here.

"Well, answer it!"

"OKAY!" she shouts again.

I laugh under my breath as I open the dryer door and pull the contents into the basket at my feet.

"Mom?" I look over my shoulder to Morgan standing in the doorway, shaking my cell phone at me.

"Who is it?" I whisper.

Morgan's shoulders go up. “I don’t know.”

Of course, she answered without asking who was on the other line.

Quickly shoving the dryer door closed with my knee, I reach out, grab the phone, and lift it to my ear as Morgan takes off to go back to whatever it was, she was doing. "Hello?"

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