Uncle Carlos spend the night here if I want. Want proof?” Megan asked in a weird, creepy voice.

“Huh! Who on earth do you really like? Carlos? Wesley? Curtis? Or

Damon?” Debbie asked.

“I like them all,” Megan answered simply.

“You’re absolutely the biggest ho I’ve ever known. Too bad for you, Carlos‘s married. I’m his wife, and you’re just one of many women who want him.”

“I warned you, but since you’re so stupid, don’t cry when things get tough.” Megan laughed like a happy witch over the phone.

Debbie had never feared anyone before except Carlos. An 18-year-old was definitely no threat to her. What was she thinking? Besides, Carlos wouldn’t cheat on her. He had many opportunities to, and hadn’t done so yet. So was Megan just a madwoman chasing a dream she could never have?

Carlos’ family seemed to like Megan a lot more than they Liked Debbie. On the other hand, Carlos had beaten his own

maybe this was

“Bring it, Megan!”

“Good!”

hand the phone

the usual sweet one. She was good at sounding bubbly and innocent. Probably the weapon

to the kitchen, where Carlos was

you come downstairs?” he asked when she showed up

a sad face, Megan raised the phone so

Debbie wants to talk to you. I didn’t want to come

she started yelling at

to be soft and innocent again,

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