Page 98 of Sugar and Skulls

“Oh, you know, thought I’d pay my aunt a visit.”

He laughs. “Bitch moved out after you left. She didn’t like the idea that you both have had a taste of this.” He grabs his crotch.

I snort and roll my eyes.

“Come on you know you’ve always had a thing for me.” He blows smoke in my direction.

I ignore him. He can keep dreaming. “You know what I can’t figure out?” I tap my lighter on the table, leveling my eyes on him.

“What’s that, Sugar?”

“I pegged you for a top, but I’ve been thinking about it and I’m pretty sure you’re a bottom.”

The amusement vanishes as my words prick his faux confidence. “What the fuck does that mean?”

“Crow, now he’s definitely a top. I bet he rides your ass like a champ.”

His face flames. Jimmy is quickly losing his composure.

“After having you both it was obvious.”

He picks up his gun and points it straight at my head. “Say that again. Go on I dare you.”

I laugh. “Tell me how much does it suck being Crow’s little bitch?”

Oh, I struck a nerve.

“It was all my idea. I’m the one who found you living with Renee. I orchestrated your undoing. Me. Not Crow.”

My laughter echoes through the trailer. “You? You couldn’t come up with a plan to save your ass. You didn’t know who I was but, Crow did. He’s the one who set you up with Renee. He. Used. You.”

His hand starts to shake. “I’m calling him. Let’s see how much you’re willing to run your mouth after he gets here. My guess is not much when his cock is shoved down your scrawny throat.”

“Oh, Jimmy. You’re too easy. You just admitted who’s really in charge. It was never you.”

He lays the gun on the table and pulls his phone out of his pocket. He waits, his eyes shooting daggers at me. “Hey, the bitch is here.”

Bang.

That was too easy.

I stand, walking calmly around the table. I bend over, staring at Jimmy’s glazed over eyes, blood dripping down his forehead as I retrieve his phone from the floor.

Putting it to my ear, I light up another cigarette. “Hey, I lost your number.”

He doesn’t say anything for a fat minute. I think I may have surprised the asshole. But, the soulless fucker recovers soon enough. “How’s your boy?”

“Better than yours.”

“I’m surprised your daddy doesn’t have you locked away in a gilded cage.” I hear girls giggling in the background.

“I’m surprised you found a woman to willing suck your dick.”

He laughs. “Well when you’re paying for it, they don’t have much choice.”

Bingo.

“Anyhow,” I draw out. “You going to give me an address or not?”

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