Chapter 9
If you started a naked maid service, you’d make five times the cash. Think about it. (You can practice at home with me this weekend)…xxx
I laughed softly and slipped the phone back into my pocket. Jack always seemed to know when I needed a little pick-me-up. And I was glad to see the morning awkwardness between us had passed.
I’d really have to keep my hands to myself tonight and lock myself up in my room.
At my father’s bedroom door, I knocked with my free hand and then opened the door a sliver. I stood in the doorway, holding his food, not really wanting to go in. The bedroom smelled badly of pot and other things I had no desire to identify. “Want some supper, Dad?”
Sitting up in bed with his laptop on his knees, my father motioned for me to enter. “I wanna show you what I got for Lou.”
Lou was my little cousin. He was turning eleven on Saturday.