Jealous?

**ROMANY**

A message on my phone broke me out of my trance. My head shot up as I turned away from the balcony windows, my eyes narrowing on the phone in my lap. Ruby-

Hope you had a good night, little cousin. I can't really talk right now, but I wanted to check in with you and make sure everything is going well.

Me-

I slept fine. Breakfast was good until Stella and DeMarco came along and it turned into a freak show.

Ruby-

Stella? You can handle her. Trust me when I say she's exactly what she looks like. But DeMarco. What did he do? Did he touch you? Because he knows that I'll kill him. Me-

Nope. No, no. DeMarco can handle her and I mean that quite literally. He definitely did not touch me and if he ever does I hope that it is not with his left hand. Ruby-

What? What the hell does that mean?

Me-

takes five to the snatch every morning like it's a motherfucken supplement. And she does it so well that I wanna make her a little sign that

Ruby-

No way.

Me-

was the weirdest fucking

Hahahhahaha

Me-

I can even look

Ruby-

go, but if it happens

Me-

it happens again tomorrow, I'm flipping the damn table. Love you. Be

Ruby- Always.

I *did not* want to screw this up. I mean, the rules were pretty basic... at least I thought they were. Only answer to Alex, only listen to Alex, ignore everyone else in the room, except for - you guessed it - Alex. Never repeat what is heard in the meetings, never pray, never stroke the janitor on a Wednesday... I got all that, received it and accepted it. But... how was I to *serve* plates of food to people that I'm not *allowed* to *acknowledge*? I mean - I guess the

room was at the very end of the longest one. Betting that the massive balcony that can be seen from the front of the house was connected to the

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