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marry and have babies with. He was more like a real-life fantasy. And, in the real world, no woman in her right mind married a fantasy. But he’d been my first love and my steady lover for the past several months. I cared enough about him for that. How could I not? The fact that he had been a “maintenance man” in a lot of other women’s lives (and probably still was) over the years didn’t bother me. He still made me feel special.
    Especially when he agreed to help me commit a crime that could ruin us both for life if we got caught.

CHAPTER 8
    A s much as Wade turned me on, I still ignored him rubbing and patting my crotch. I had had enough sex for one day. He wouldn’t let me off that easily, though. He slid my panties off and fucked me, anyway, all the while thinking I was asleep. For the next hour, he rode me like a mule before he slumped over to his side of the bed like a boneless corpse.
    I had had some very long nights in my turbulent life, but this was the longest night that I’d ever had to get through. But the ruckus that the hookers made running in and out the rooms on both sides of us, and fussing, fighting, and fucking their tricks, would have been enough to keep me from getting to sleep, anyway. And, even though this was not a family-friendly motel, somebody outside had a baby and a dog that were crying and howling so much, I could barely tell one from the other. I couldn’t have slept if I had wanted to. I knew that I wouldn’t really sleep well again until after Jesse Ray had paid the ransom money for my return.
    If he did.
    I was still wide awake when Jason returned to the motel around ten the next morning. Grinning as usual, of course. I was annoyed and angry to see that Wade had given that punk a key to the room. I didn’t have a key. Not that I was going to be out taking a morning stroll or anything, but to me, it would have made more sense for me to have a key than Jason.
    â€œI figured y’all would be hungry,” Jason said, stumbling into the room, holding a brown paper bag. “These bear claws is a day old and the coffee is kind of weak, but I went to the cheapest and closest place I could find.” He took out one of the bear claws and bit into it with that one tooth, his whole face twisting from left to right as he chewed. Then he set the bag down on the dresser, looking me up and down. I was still naked, thanks to Wade. But I had the covers pulled up to my chin, so it didn’t do Jason any good to roll his eyes up and down my body, hoping to see my crack through a crack in the covers.
    â€œThanks, man,” Wade said as he fished the two cups of coffee out of the bag. He took a quick sip, making gurgling sounds in his throat. “Baby, you need to eat something,” he said, handing me one of the bear claws, which looked like somebody had been playing with it. I shook my head. “Uh, listen, me and Jason, we decided to go call my man from a pay phone today, like you suggested.”
    â€œI’m glad to hear that,” I said, sitting up. I made sure that the covers were still up around my chin. “I wish you had done that yesterday when you called him.” I dragged my fingers through my matted hair and slid my tongue around inside and outside of my mouth. The taste of my gums, teeth, and lips was enough to make me sick. But I didn’t want any coffee, any of the beaten-up bear claws, or anything else in my mouth except some mouthwash or toothpaste, which I didn’t have. But more than anything, I wanted this episode to be over and done with. “What about those pictures we took yesterday?” I said, looking from Wade to Jason.
    â€œWhat about them pictures?” Wade asked, talking with his mouth full.
    â€œWhat are you going to do with them?” I wanted to know.
    â€œWe are going to use them. What did you think I took ’em for, woman?” Jason snapped.
    â€œJason, I wasn’t talking to