Chapter 113
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The next day we woke and went for a run. Then we showered exchanging very few words. They
weren’t needed. It was as if he understood me. I had resolved my stance on the matter, but the
emotions still coursed through me in unwanted echos. We went to work like any other day
where I toiled over invoices and completed a few services.
Around one in the afternoon, he pulled his bike up to the office and I gathered what I needed
and we went to lunch. He dropped me off at his place and I worked on my emails for the Lords
and Sons, among others. Carter had locked the pet door when he had the appointment at the
tattoo parlor and hadn’t opened it yet. So Rosie and Tucker were there and happy to see me.
Carter had insisted as Misty had, that I don’t go anywhere alone for now. While I loved his
attention to my safety, I also hated that my freedom had been taken away by Creedon. I
understood the sense of it. The idea of being alone in Jake’s house even after we mounted the
cameras later tonight; sent an ever–roiling pit of anxiety coursing through my stomach. Misty
had been on speaker after we jogged over to my place to affix them to the places she required
them. There were four left over.
“Three are for Carter’s place, one at the front and one at the back and since there is an exit to
the basement make sure you put one down there. Save the last one for your office at the shop.
You spend enough time there, I want to be sure you are safe. She had us downloading apps to
our phones to monitor them. Anytime a sensor went off, our phones would notify us. We
jogged back home and settled down on the couch.
The highlight of my night, though, was getting to talk to Cricket. I missed the heck out of that
little sassy girl. I was aware of Carter’s eyes watching me with interest as I asked her about
her first day of school. I ignored him as he watched my interactions curiously. This little girl
could light up my dark, depressing, world with her smile alone.
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“When are you coming home?” she asked. I closed my eyes. How did you tell a six–year–old
you couldn’t?‘
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Carter plopped down beside me, “Cricket, I’m Carter, a new friend of Adelaide’s.” He said
saving me from the words I couldn’t explain to six year old. “Adelaide has to stay with me for
a while,” Cricket’s brown eyes lit up at the prospect of a new friend.
“Why?”
Carter took my phone and leaned away from me, hijacking my conversation.
“Well, we are just getting to know each other and that takes time. Can I tell you a secret?” he
asked.
“Yeah,” Cricket’s voice was soft as if she didn’t want anyone to overhear her secret with her
new friend.
“I really like Adelaide. But I don’t know if she likes me just yet. How do I get her to like me
too? He winked at me, why was I blushing? Holy shit this was too much.
Cricket’s voice came out in a whisper as if it were a secret. “She likes books and bikes and the
countryside. She took me on a hike once, she seemed so happy walking through the woods. Oh
and she likes hot guys with muscles.”
My jaw dropped mortified, how had a little girl picked up on that tid bit of information. I’d
blame Misty for this.
“Well, we go on a run through the woods every day, and we go for a ride on my bike at lunch
time.” He flexed his bicep showing Cricket a muscle. “I have some muscles.” She giggled. “Do.
you think she will like me?” Cricket nodded enthusiastically as I bit my lip and suppressed the



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