Finally (Neighbor from Hell #12) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,82
out of her chair and stumbling back when he gestured for her to move. With another sigh and a muttered, “This is going to require a trip to The Container Store,” he took over her freshly vacated chair and began…organizing?
Not really sure how to react, Charlie glanced over at his wife to find Rebecca shrugging as she took her time selecting a Hershey Kiss from the large Ziplock bag resting on her lap with a mumbled, “He’s disturbed.”
“Okay,” Charlie said, not really sure how to react as she watched Lucifer pause in reorganizing the pencil holder that Dustin made for her in art class to glare at his wife.
That somehow led him to sighing heavily as he took in the kids play area and muttered, “Definitely going to need a trip to The Container Store,” before returning his attention to organizing her pens.
Charlie shifted her attention back to his wife only to frown when she spotted Devin standing in the shop next to T.J., laughing his ass off. She felt herself relax as she watched him, relieved that he no longer looked like he wanted to kill something with his bare hands.
Thank god Kelly didn’t have a clue what she was doing, otherwise…
Charlie didn’t even want to think about the kind of damage that she could have done.
There was a heavy sigh and then, “Please tell me that you really didn’t mix black and blue pens together,” came the complaint that had Charlie looking back over her shoulder to find Lucifer shaking his head in disgust as he gave up trying to sort her pens and dumped them on the desk.
That led her to glancing back at Devin to find the bastard laughing harder.
Normally, she wouldn’t do this sort of thing, but…
“If you think my desk is bad, you should see Devin’s workbench. I honestly don’t know how he gets anything done in that mess,” Charlie said with a sad shake of her head as she watched Lucifer frown as he glanced towards Devin’s shop.
She followed his gaze and watched as Devin realized that Lucifer was looking his way. A moment later that smile was gone as he watched Lucifer head for the office door. She watched as Devin mouthed, “Oh, shit,” as Lucifer headed towards the shop, shaking his head in disgust as he went.
With that done, Charlie headed back to her desk and sat down with a satisfied sigh as she looked up to find Rebecca watching her as she popped another Hershey Kiss in her mouth. Clearing her throat, Charlie said, “He had it coming.”
“He really did,” Rebecca murmured in agreement as Charlie pulled up Fire & Brimstone’s website and decided to get to work.
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2:00 P.M.
“Where the hell did I go wrong with you?” Jared, or rather Uncle Jared as she was told to call him, asked, slowly shaking his head in disgust as he looked at the man who’d decided to join them a few minutes ago.
Ignoring his father, Jason said, “So, where were we?”
“You were trying to interrogate me?” Charlie absently reminded him as she focused on Bradford Construction’s website.
“Was I doing a good job?” he asked, making her lips twitch as she made another note.
“Not really,” she said, chuckling as she focused her attention back on Uncle Jared and-
“I’m going to need another shelf,” Lucifer said, drawing their attention to find him looking down at the stack of children’s books that he’d placed on the floor.
“So, let’s get back to you telling us your deepest and darkest secrets,” Jason said, drawing her attention back to find him smiling hugely as he waited.
“Did we already talk about the time that I spent in prison?” Charlie asked, pursing her lips up thoughtfully.
“We did and it was fascinating,” Jason murmured, nodding his head even as he gestured for her to continue.
“How about my aspirations to be a high-class escort?” she asked, watching as his lips twitched.
“You have to live your dream,” Jason said, nodding solemnly.
“You really do,” Charlie murmured in agreement even as she glanced back at Bradford Construction’s website and made another note.
“I’ve dreamed of smothering you in your sleep,” his father said, narrowing his eyes on his son.
With a long-suffering sigh, Jason reached over and absently patted his father’s head with a murmured, “Your dream makes me sad,” before shifting his attention back to her. “What else?”
“I’m going to beat you,” his father said, slapping his hand away.
“I’m telling Haley you said that,” Jason said as Jared’s eyes narrowed on him.