Finley: "I... "
What was he supposed to say? Was he supposed to be happy? He was about to lose his mind here.
Facing Ronald's intimidating presence, Finley couldn't get a word out.
Ronald: "Book your ticket home."
Finley: "..."
Stella: "..." Wait, seriously?
He gave in that easily?
That couldn't be right. That was so not Ronald's style.
When Ronald said, "Book your ticket home," even Stella sensed something was off.
Finley's eyelid twitched like crazy.
His heart was pounding with anxiety. "No, no, no," he stammered, "I still have some things to handle here. It's not a good time for me to come back."
Ronald: "Hmm?"
Finley: "Yeah, it's pretty important. Oh, they're calling me—gotta go!"
Oh god, he could totally tell—if he went back now, Ronald would probably wring his neck.
Not long ago, Finley had been dying to go home. Now, he couldn't think of anything scarier.
He figured he'd rather be out here eating sand in the Mojave Desert than go home and get eaten alive by Ronald.
Before Ronald could say anything else, Finley hung up the call.
Listening to the dial tone, Ronald looked over at Stella, who was pouting and muttering under her breath.
Ronald pulled her into his arms.
They locked eyes, and Ronald let out a low chuckle. "Did you buy it?"
Stella: "Not even close."
She wasn't that gullible.
The connection she had with Ronald was something only the two of them could understand. Finley's clumsy attempts to stir the pot were just laughable.
Ronald grinned. "Good."
Then he kissed her.
Stella squirmed in his arms. "Hey, if Finley actually comes back, you're not going to do something crazy to him, right?"
Finley could be a pain, sure, but Ronald's idea of punishment was always... extreme.
Ronald: "You think he'd dare come back right now?"
Stella: "!!!"
Yeah, obviously not.
If Finley actually had the guts to show up, Stella would have to give him a medal for bravery.
Later, as they lay in bed together, Stella nestled into Ronald's chest. "So... Xander. Was he really the one from the other night?"
"Yep," Ronald replied.
Stella: "Wait, seriously?"
Really? He actually did it?
Wasn't he worried Yvonne would murder him? Look at Dan—he was a cautionary tale, still stuck in the ICU. Even Aira got smacked around.
And Xander? If Yvonne found out, she'd probably do even worse.
"What did your sister say?" Ronald asked, dodging the question.
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