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My dick didn’t stir. Not at the sight of a Molly-lookalike ready to suck me off.
“What’s going on?” Thank fuck for Trig.
Missy’s eyes widened in surprise, having assumed I was alone.
When Trig came to stand beside me, we looked down at Missy together.
“Well, cowboy, I can take care of you next,” Missy purred.
Trig crossed his arms over his broad chest. “The only woman who sucks my dick is my wife.”
“And the only woman who sucks mine is Molly,” I added.
I had to give her some credit. She held onto her performance longer than I expected. “Colt, baby, you know how much you–”
“–like your sister to suck my dick?” I nodded. “I do. Get up, Missy.”
The second she realized the charade was over, allemotion wiped off her face like an eraser and a chalkboard. No smile. No warmth.
This bitch was cold as fucking ice.
She dropped her hand and stood.
“Missy Simon, you’re under arrest for breaking and entering, impersonating a medical professional, and other charges I’m sure I’ll be adding.”
Missy shrugged. The bitch shrugged. “If I suck you off, will you let me go?”
My eyes widened and Trig laughed.
“If you suck me off, I’ll probably get an STD.”
“She’s nothing!” Missy hissed as I spun her around and very happily cuffed her. She fought against the restraints, even though it was futile. “Why would you want to be with a goodie two-shoes like Molly?”
I wasn’t telling this woman shit about the reasons why I loved her sister. Not only wouldn’t she understand, but I wasn’t giving her anything to use against us. What I shared with Molly was real. Pure. Perfect. I wasn’t letting Missy taint it in any way.
Trig opened the door and I pushed her through and toward my patrol SUV. “Because unlike you, she likes it when I cuff her.”
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MOLLY
It tooktwo days to clear up Missy-related things around town. Colt had been at my side when I went to HR at the hospital and told them about my sister. Colt had supplied Missy’s Colorado driver’s license and the arrest report so they could file it away, knowing Molly and Missy were two different people. They also notified building security so they were aware. I’d shared the idea of a code word which only I knew that could be used if they ever doubted.
I chose “rodeo” which I thought was pretty good. Colt had grinned.
It didn’t matter though, because the judge hadremanded Missy into custody and she’d stay there until trial, or she took a plea. Either way, she was going to be in jail for a long time. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do when she was released, but Colt assured me it would be years and he’d be keeping an eye on her.
Next, we went to the Sip N’ Serv and we’d shared with Mabel all about my twin. It didn’t take long before the shock of having two of me spread.
Even Shep now believed it had been Missy he’d seen at the grocery store instead of me.
“I can hear you thinking,” Colt murmured against my neck.
We were tucked cozily in bed and the sun was just starting to rise.
I smiled and shifted in his snug hold. We were like two spoons in a drawer. I hadn’t slept as well as I did in Colt’s arms. When I woke in the middle of the night, panicked about Missy, I felt his hold tighten and I knew I was safe.
Knew Missy couldn’t bother me any longer.
