Page 114 of Shadowed Obsession

Reporting for duty! I’m setting a daily reminder now and sharing it with you both.

I just got the reminder. I’ll check in soon! I love you!

Skye Daddy

Love yall!

Lo

Love you, babe!

That went over better than I’d expected it to. I need more time to figure things out. I shouldn’t have mentioned him so early, just in case shit didn’t pan out the way we hoped.

Except it felt so genuine with him and no one had ever touched me like that, and Ihadto tell my friends. That was a night to remember and one I still think of whenever I have a hard time sleeping without him.

Regina said she may hire him, and I’d see him more often if he came into the fold. I don’t hate the thought of seeing him around, but I am not giving into him.

Though I have come close over the past few days. It’s those good night texts and thecoquífrog voice messages. They’re so damn cute, and it’s not fair. What is he even doing in Puerto Ricoanyway? I hope he didn’t run off because of Regina, even though I told him to.

Does he even know she’s thinking about giving him a job?

She swings the door open and strolls back in with a calm expression. “The kids are fine. She had some questions.”

“How is she?” I ask, straightening my spine in my seat as I thumb through the articles Angie sent over last night on Dax and Dara Hale.

“Good. Her and Rome’s worrisome ass are babysitting Audre & Andrea. He wanted to cook for them, but was freaking about possible food allergies. They don’t have any that I know of, and it’s a valid concern, but he still annoys me,” she says with a shrug as she returns her gun to its rightful spot on the table and sits opposite me.

“Why is Rome worrisome?”

“He thinksI’ma fucking criminal. The gall of that fucking guy. Thinks he’s too good to represent the mob in court. That goddamn high horse he’s always on,” she shares with a deep sigh. “I don’t know what Aud sees in him. He’s got a stick up his fucking ass. Just like her brother, Andrew,” she adds, rolling her eyes.

I chuckle. “Cidro wasn’t anormalguy for you.”

“That’s because I didn’t seek him out. He chose me, and I’m glad he did,” she says with a smile. “Now, back to the trust fund babies. I must share that I don’tloveeradicating other women, so I need confirmation that Dax acts alone or if Dara is the brains of the operation before I walk in and start spraying.”

Spraying? Oh my God.

“Gi, you wouldn’t do that,” I gasp.

“Uh—yes the hell I would. Within reason, of course. I’d also like for your peacekeeping ass to know that a rich motherfucker like him will livegoodin prison. Won’t be much different from his life now, so if you ask me, hell would be moreaccommodating. The ball is in your court, though, I support whatever,” she concludes, leaning back in her chair as she stares at me expectantly.

“I’d like it to go on record that this is the first time you’veeversaid anything about violence that I’ve agreed with.”

She scoffs. “What about Alfie? Surely, you agreed with that.”

I think back to the trunk phone conversation and remember it vividly.

“You’re right. I did agree with how you handled Alfie. How is he by the way?”

“Keeping his fucking spit in his mouth. Struggles holding a hand of cards now, but other than that he’s been a good old boy. Eradication works. Sometimes you’ve gotta pop the trunk to solve a problem,” she adds.

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sleepy steamroller

Deirdre

6:36 a.m. | 16 hours before ‘the last, last incident’

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