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4I watched as she reached down and placed her free hand under Erin’s fingers, encouraging the girl on her knees to look up at her. We’re gonna talk,” I said. Helen’s shirt was already discarded on the couch, and her bra strap was hanging off one shoulder. Instead, I made my way to Bobbi’s room. Thanks. There was no lock on the door, and she wasn’t allowed the privilege of anyone knocking. Yet she ate whatever was put in front of her and barely left her room unless summoned. Thanks to the shirt’s length, I couldn’t tell if she was wearing shorts. “Okay. This morning, we’d established who belonged to who, and I would make sure Helen always remembered it, but in my absence, Helen was a queen who needed to be obeyed. The two of them rose to their feet and made their way toward the stairs. “Not after the workout we gave you last night.”
“Workout?” Tara asked, eyebrows arched inquiringly. She squeaked as I dropped her on the bed beside Helen, her dainty legs hanging off the end. She stood there with her hands at her
