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“I’ll handle this”

“The hell you will” Grant turned on Morgan with pure rage settling in his eyes “All meth users are the same Meth will steal your soul if you let it Now, you will be punished for the things you say about that da you like aboutfor thathile to believe in again”

“I was siht us together again” She rocked left and right “This is like nothing I’ve ever felt before”

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“Exactly That’s the ginger, baby,” Grant rasped “It damn sure ain’t meth”

“You don’t understand,” she whispered, her eyelashes fluttering as she enjoyed the gingerroot the way she should

“You aren’t getting aith any drug discussion, Morgan,” Blake said, holding her chin firht now if you hadn’t wasted four years of your life on the streets with a bunch of thugs and junkies If you want to thankboyfriend for da your life”

“We’ve talked about this,” she said, squir to helpon the streets Kilo took care of me”

Grant grabbed a paddle from underneath a nearby table “The hell he did” He spanked her repeatedly, and she cried out, aware of the way Grant struck her and understanding he wanted to punish her

He certainly meant to scold her, but wasn’t there always soht so

Blake knelt beside her “Morgan, meth didn’t lead you back to us You followed your heart when you saw us again If you hadn’t been on drugs, I have every belief you would’ve been here where you should be long before now”

She twisted and turned “Okay, whatever you say”

Grant leaned over her body At her ear, he said, “I will never let you find so positive about your meth experience Are we clear, sub?”

“Yes,” she rasped, unable to think about er Her body was under siege She was their hostage, now and forever Good God, if they could make a wos anyway? She’d made a casual corounds for a battle Lord help theain

Oh no, she didn’t want to talk about ht? She was tired of talking She wanted to fuck out their differences, roll under theement