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Chapter Six
We arrived home not long after, Carter was staying over because he was taking Carlos to the airport in the morning.
“Son, go get ready for bed, and I better not find you on that tablet either.”
He gave me an eye roll right before he ran upstairs.
“I am pretty tired; I will see you tomorrow.”
Carter headed upstairs, and here I was completely drained. I scurried up the stairs and was heading for my bedroom when I noticed the lamp was on. I slowly open the door to see Carlos in bed with the one and only, Erika. She works at one of the warehouses and has been sleeping with him for a while now. He never allowed her to sleepover, but of course, here they are. I was tired and I didn’t want to bother. I quickly changed then headed
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