Page 116 of The Bonus

Anger surges through me.

Fuck her.

I drop back into the chair and act casual as adrenaline surges through me.

Dominic walks up the stairs and into the house, and I snap out of my daydream. “Where’s the clean washing basket?” Dominic asks Lucia.

“Why?” She looks him up and down and chews as she eats.

I inwardly roll my eyes, what’s with this kid and the questions?

“I need my Little League uniform.”

She shrugs. “I don’t know.”

Does this house have no organization whatsoever?

He disappears into the laundry and I lower my voice. “Does Jack ever come over at night?” I whisper.

“I don’t know.”

“How don’t you know? You live here?” I whisper.

She shrugs.

I pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. For a busybody child, she sure is light on useful information.

“What’s this?” Dominic says from the door.

I glance over to see him holding a big pink vibrator and my eyes widen. “Where did you get that?”

“It was in the washing basket among the clothes.”

I remember Grace carrying a basket of washing out of her room last night, she must have put it in there to hide it from me. I roll my lips to hide my smile.

“What is that?” Lucia frowns.

I stand and snatch it from him. “It’s a…” I look around the room as I search for an appropriate answer. “It’s a massager.”

“A massager?” Dominic frowns. “What do you massage with this?”

Pussy.

“Ahhh…” I hesitate while I troll my mind for an answer. “Necks and stuff.”

“What kind of massager is it?” Lucia asks.

I don’t fucking know…

“Kitty cat massager,” I reply.

Dominic frowns. “That’s weird.”

“I have to agree.”

I smile as satisfaction fills me.

Good old Jack is not getting the job done.

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