really am.
She has no idea. Eva may have kicked my ass, but she caught me off guard. Besides, I have strength in other ways.
I should never be underestimated. They’re all going to learn that. I’m getting out of here and I plan to settle a few scores. Jemma and that fucking Eva are on the top of my list.
Sugar sighs. “Yeah, I’ll order something. I’m starving,” she replies. “There’s a great Chinese place around here. Is that cool?”
“Sure, make sure to get us some sweet teas,” I chime. I’ve spent time around Sugar. I know she loves sweet tea.
Sugar smiles and gives a nod as she pulls out her phone. I listen to her place the order, listening in closely as she gives the address. I’ll need that.
Thanks, hon.
She hangs up the phone. I need to keep her busy with conversation as we wait. I’ll be out of here soon.
“I need to get my nails done after all this,” I say, looking at my nails the way I caught her doing earlier.
She perks up and looks at me. “Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.”
“Is it me, or do you feel like you’re always looking for a new place because your tech left or the one you like starts to get all careless and whatnot,” I say and roll my eyes.
“Oh God, isn’t that so annoying? I’ve changed places three times in the last month and a half. I’ve been trying to talk one of the brothers into opening a place with me, that way I can hire someone I like and go in anytime I want,” she says.
She has totally relaxed now. Just the way I need her to.
See, I’m always prepared for anything. It’s the way Miguel made me. Always ready to do his bidding. At any moment, I would need to follow through. So, I’m ready.
The intercom buzzes with our food. Sugar narrows her eyes at me for a moment in warning, but then she relaxes again and stands to answer for our food.
Good.
“I just need to go to the bathroom,” I say as I too stand.
Sugar waves me off as she buzzes the delivery guy in. I lucked out. They brought me here to an apartment and not some secluded location. I rush to the bathroom before Sugar can follow or question me.
Now what I’m about to do may gross a few people out, but a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do. Yes, I have been known to carry razor blades in my mouth and right now, I’m in this bathroom dropping my panties to retrieve a little help from my pussy.
Some habits die hard. I’ve fallen back into a few old ones in the last few months. Carrying my supplies is one of them. I don’t know what Jemma told Brick. I saw her talking to him and he hasn’t looked at me the same since.
Yes, I tried to set that bitch up. I was pissed at Jemma, but I didn’t know it would backfire like this. I was only trying to get David angry enough to force her to have an abortion. That was my plan. I didn’t mean for Jemma to be in any danger, at least not then.
As I said, I do love that silly bitch. The fact is, I’m hurt I didn’t break things off to try to make things work with my husband. I know I could have made Brick mine. Now that homewrecking bitch is in the way, and I can’t trust Jemma.
I grumble to myself as I carefully pull the string on the little latex sash I have inside me. I bust the sack open and retrieve the vile with the capsules inside. I rinse my hands and pocket the other little items I had in my hideaway.
I don’t plan to hurt Sugar. I just plan to knock her out for a bit. Well, that and cause a little paralysis. I need to buy as much time as I can.
“Oh, that smells delicious,” I say when I return to the living area.
“Dig in.”
Sugar has already started eating. I look to see she has a sweet tea open with another right next to it. Good, like I said, I don’t plan to hurt her. I would prefer to slip something in her drink when she’s not looking. I’m not a total bitch.
From what I overheard. Grim and Reap were on their way to Georgia with Brick. That’s where I’m headed.
Yup, I’ve got a plan. I’m