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Vicious Cycle Katie Ashley 17430K 2023-09-01

I laughed "I think you need to work on your hospitality skills"

He grinned "What’s with all the questions? I thought we took care of all this touchy-feely shit last night in the shower"

"We did But I’ a plan for the future"

"All your pretty little head needs to worry about is healing" With a pointed look, he added, "Because that bastard will never hurt you again I swear it"

As Deacon brought the spoon to my lips, I pushed his hand away At his raised brows, I asked in a whisper, "You killed hih "Don’t ask me about my business"

I shook my head "And don’t pull a Michael Corleone Godfather moment on me, Deacon I know I said I would stay, but I do have my conditions Honesty is one of thes from you would be to protect you The less you know about the Raiders’ dealings the better Then you can never be made to testify in a RICO case"

While that h alone "Did you kill him?" I repeated

The spoon clattered noisily into the bowl The cold and calculating expression on Deacon’s face causedkilled him When soe and jury--I take matters into my own hands"

While I’d hadhis confession about killing his father, nothing could co the words co outlaw He was a killer--he’d even killed for me

When it all came down to it, I was in love with a led to comprehend how Deacon fit into ," he co down at the faded quilt, I replied, "I don’t knohat to say"

"That you can see past the blood on my hands to the real me"

"Is that side of you so easily compartmentalized?"

"Probably as well as yours with the baby," he countered

I pinched my eyes shut at the mention of my own sins I suppose to the world I looked like I would have a clean conscience To soo wouldn’t be an issue After all, there was no finite moral compass that we adhered to Every individual, every faith, every culture often picked and chose as right and wrong in their eyes Depending on where you looked froray Maybe everyone fought his or her own struggle to keep the dark side fro a secret ithin, while Deacon just chose to fight his in the open battlefield without shelter