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Then back in my own voice, I finished the story “At the end of the sixtybehind her”

“Classic Sadie” Terry shook his head, his smile affectionate and worried She was more of a mother to him and Emmett than their own useless parents, which made his pain as real as mine And Thomas’

“Hey, guys, do you need anything?” Mo stood between Terry and Thomas, one hand on her hip while the other held a bottle of Velvet Fire

“Top ups for ya?” She eyed Thoether

I usually wouldn’t notice unnecessary shit like hoaitresses behaved Still, Mo was usually a flirt, and when it ca her tits in h, she was subdued, even with Terry and Thomas

“I’ll have the short rib shepherd’s pie,” I told her gruffly

She flashed a fake suys?”

“I’ll have the confit pork belly,” Thohed

“Fancy fucks,” Terry growled and smiled up at Mo “I’ll have the Irish stew, please”

She nodded and refilled each glass “Coht up” Then, without a word or a wink, she sashayed off Obviously pissed, which was a problem for another time

When Mo disappeared fro to piss Mo off?” He laughed and shook his head “Must’ve been bad She didn’t even look at you”

I glared at h harder And louder “I don’t knohat you’re talking about”

I didn’t have ti on with Mo She was rock solid as far as the faned Hulu as her personal driver until this shooting shit was settled, and she lived inside Emerald Isle, so her personal security wasn’t an issue She was fine Safe Anything else was irrelevant

I knew I shouldn’t have fucked her But godda deep inside her, the way her eyes sparkled when she took me down her throat How could I pass that up? Especially with the stress of Sadie and Lucky Lopez

Mo had a slight crush on me, or maybe it was the power I wielded, either way, there were plenty of reasons I should have kept my cock in my pants