307. Olivia - Nail polish II

I haven't painted my nails or wore makeup since I started living at the farm. Jason always demanded I look like a hoe, and it was so refreshing to be natural. Truth be told, I love makeup and nice dresses, but I didn't have the money to buy any. If I accept Tyson's job proposal, I'll be forced to spend hours in his office with him. What a wonderful... terrible idea.

My gaze goes to Jasper. "I would love to paint your nails," I let him know.

Yesterday I went shopping with Ansel and Jasper. They didn't take me to a thrift store like Rueben and Tyson did, but it was equally fun. After trying out clothes, I also got other things women can't like without, like a blow dryer. I couldn't believe it when Jasper told me they didn't have one in the house. Not even Mose. I didn't ask for one because I was perfectly fine to let my hair dry naturally, but I got one because I saw a cute pink one and I had to have it. The guys also encouraged me to get nail polish because they saw me looking at it.

"Neon. Green," Mose says.

A demon with green toenails. This is something you don't usually see.

"That's a bold color," Ansel chuckles. "If Mose and Jasper are in, I suppose you can paint mine as well."

Three concerned faces look at me four if I count Tyson, who's standing in the doorframe, his fists opening and closing, trying to control his jealousy. Knowing that he's lurking in the shadows, ready to intervene, is a small comfort. I might not fear Mose, and I really enjoy Ansel and Jasper's company, but Tyson is always...my go-to person when I have a mental breakdown. Even if I can't allow myself to be with him, I can't let go of him either.

"Only if we paint our fingernails as well," I try to see if they are bluffing or are serious.

the Blood Lodge tonight,"

face. "I will return to

paint our fingernails as well," Jasper quickly changes

still don't believe them, so I say, "All of us will paint our fingernails black. After that,

yank out his nails, all of

you

yank out my nails?" he asks while his eyes stare directly at my cleavage. Tyson pretends to remove some lint from his clothes. "Olivia wants some family time and to bond

What is Tyson talking

dramatic," Ansel snorts. "Women pail their nails all the time, and I never saw them

to attend a meeting with other Lords who will have nothing better to do than to stare at our nails and

swigs are killing me. "I thought you didn't want to be traumatized or have Lords

"I'd rather have my woman happy. Besides, I like the idea

I remember perfectly when I last ate roasted marshmallows-on

"I'll take care of the fire. That way, I can stick my fingers in it because there's no way in hell I'll paint my

the guys are dead serious, I

of crazy colors-is there something else

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