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-

way she does. She 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 reads 'Administer one whole

Ruby-

No way.

Me-

ATE. What kind of backwater out in the bluegrass bullshit is that? It was the weirdest

Hahahhahaha

Me-

don't think I can even look at them again. I mean

Ruby-

I have to go, but if it happens

Me-

flipping the

Ruby- Always.

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

end of the longest one. Betting that the massive balcony that can be seen from the front of the house was connected to the master suite, I headed in that direction. After only a few feet,

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