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I’m covering my eyes

Stella

Shit, Indigo will see that, how do I unsend?

Jas:

She’s sworn to secrecy, this is the Queens of the MC. Nobody says shit outside of this group

Deanna:

No pillow talk, Queens, that’s why we started this chat, to let out our frustrations. Whatever we say here, stays here

Luna:

It’s nice to have something the boys aren’t privy to, except Manny of course

Manny:

I’m at your disposal

Me:

Gotta run, my dog just lifted his leg on the couch

I sprint over to coax a pee mat under Cookie’s leg and he wobbles slightly, but I manage to get most of it onto the pad. I pat his head.

“It’s okay, bud, it’s not your fault.”

He whimpers, and I’m not feeling good about leaving to go into work. Riot had to go out early and run some errands, but when he came back he said he’d take Cookie with him and I could meet up with him later.

The chat distracted me for a little while, and it’s nice to be involved and makes me feel like I’m learning a little more about the women, and Manny. Though, I’m not sure if I want to knowall of the sordid things Lace is getting up to. She’s quite the little minx.

I don’t want to leave for work until Riot gets here. Since we haven’t left Cookie alone yet, I don’t want him to fret or get upset. His sedation has fully worn off now, so I can’t just slip out and leave him. He might need me.

He makes his way to his bed, such a good boy, and slumps down with a sigh. I swear this dog thinks he’s human. He also loves all of his toys. I haven’t given him the balls yet, just in case he was tempted to chase one, but he’s been carrying around the octopus and the elephant at random intervals.

Just as I’m getting ready and finishing my makeup, I hear Riot call out as he closes the door.

I smooth my hair, spraying some shine over the top as I straighten the collar of my skirt suit. I like to look professional for my job, especially with Star’s line of work. While I would’ve taken the day off to be with Cookie, when Riot said he could take over, it was a relief. Mondays are always crazy at the office.

When I’m satisfied with my appearance, I make my way to the kitchen.

Riot is feeding Cookie a giant doggie bagel, telling him what a good boy he is, and Cookie just laps it up.

“Hi,” I say.

He flicks his eye up at me and whistles low. “Shit, you goin’ on a hot date that I don’t know about?”

I look down at myself. “In a suit?” I smile. “And I’m pretty sure the only date you’d let me go on is with you, and we’d both be naked.”

He grins. “Got that right.”

“So, I’ll come by your place after work, right?” He already gave me the address.

“Yep, then I can show you around, and we can decide what to do with Cookie tonight.”

I nod. “Okay.”

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