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“I know,Erica.” She giggled and went into the bathroom. I heard the shower start shortly after and I let out a pent-up breath. So he didn’t do anything but his tone said a lot. His tone painted him as curious. I took off the necklace Eric bought me and slipped it into my pocket. I didn’t want to wear anything he gave me right then.

When Lucy got out of the shower, she came downstairs in a low-cut crop top and a skirt. She was dressed for work. “See?” She waggled her brows at me and handed me garlic powder so I could season the meat I was cooking.

“He was definitely being a pervert.”

“Nora, he was gawking openly at my tits.”

“I know. I saw,” I huffed. It wasn’t easy for me to come to grips with Eric being a total douche.

“I’m just saying. Pay attention to what’s in front of you.” She leaned over and kissed my cheek.

“How are you and Abel?” I asked, changing the subject.

“We’re okay. He’s still fucking around with Carmen the bird. I don’t like it but if he insists then I guess I’ll play nice for a little while. The minute she breaks his heart though, I’m going to kill her.” I never knew if Lucy was playing or being serious. Mainly because I felt like murder wasn’t outside her realm of possibilities.

Especially when it came to Abel and me.

“Don’t kill anyone. We have the same DNA, I’ll be a suspect too.”

“I’ll make room in the cell for you,” she laughed and stuck her tongue out, leaving me shaking my head. She was a fucking mess, but I loved her.

**

At the dinner table, Eric kept stealing glances at Lucy when he didn’t think I saw. I saw every glance though. I pretended not to and it left him wide open to be bold. Every glance and lingering look left a sour taste in my mouth. I couldn’t even finish my food.

“You okay, babe?” Eric asked, noticing all of my dinner was still on the plate.

“Not in the mood to eat right now,” I told him, clearing my dishes from the table. I took them in the kitchen and Lucy followed me.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” She asked, grabbing my hand.

“I see the way Eric is looking at you. He’s about to slap his dick on the table in a minute.”

“Oh my God,” she snorted, slapping her hand over her mouth. I cracked a little smile too. It was rare that someone else made Lucy laugh. She was always the funny one.

“He is. Tell me you don’t see it.”

“I see it. If you want me to abort the mission, I will. Say the word. Fucking him isn’t high on my list of priorities anyway.”

“It’s not high on mine anymore either.” I folded my arms. “I want you to do it though.”

“Are you sure, Nora?” Lucy looked into my eyes with a concerned pout.

“Oh, I’m fucking sure. I want to walk in and catch you two in the act so the reason why I’m leaving his ass in indisputable. I don’t want any gray areas.” I could feel the petty side of me waking up and rearing its head. “There are gray areas now.”

“There are,” Lucy agreed. “Okay then…full steam ahead, I guess.” A part of me still prayed that he wouldn’t fully take the bait.

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