the first guy.â She shrugged. âOh, and one other thing. Donât forget my water.â With that, Charly walked away. She didnât have time for any more Bobsys in her world. She had entertained enough nonsense and unnecessary dramatics, and wouldnât do it again. Besides, she told herself, this Bobsy boy had serious boxing skills, abilities that Charly knew she would have to prepare for if she were to take him on. But she could if she had to, she thought. They were close to the same size.
âIâm here to build up people, not tear âem down,â she reminded herself, making her way to the side entrance.
âThere you are. The alarm said the butlerâs pantry door opened, but I didnât expect you. Iâm glad youâre here though. Timeâs ticking.â Eden tapped her watch as soon as Charly made her way inside the door. She then dug into her pocket and retrieved an envelope and handed it to Charly. âI apologize. I was supposed to give this to you after you landed. Please donât tell Lex that I forgot. When it comes to you being here and the project they have planned for the girls, he wants everything to be perfect. I donât blame him. He should.â She raised her brows. âUnfortunately, I canât always be perfect, or, unfortunately, remember the guysâ requests either, for that matter.â
Charly stood still for a second, welcoming the central air of the guest cottage, her body cooling in the breezy circulation. She took a look at herself clad with sweaty clothes, and hated the feeling of being coated in yucky perspiration. âMe either. Iâm not always perfect eitherâcanât you tell?â She grinned and accepted the envelope. She exhaled. Her breath came out in a long, loud whoosh. She slipped her index finger under the flap, and tore open the thick ecru paper. She pulled out a card, opened it, then tensed when she read the message.
Charly, I hope youâre ready. Lives will change because of you, mama. Everything youâre down for, Iâm down for, and weâre counting on you. Letâs raise these girls up until they blow up in a good way. Letâs get this thing moving. I know you wonât let the girls or us down. âFaizon
Charly closed her eyes, thinking about Faizonâs words. Knowing that lives could change because of her and that the guys were counting on her was heavy, and already she could feel the pressure. She didnât want to let anyone down. She exhaled again, then ran her hand over her ponytail.
âAre you all right, Charly? You seem a bit frustrated,â Eden said, crossing her arms and leaning against a pillar. âYou know you can talk to me about anything, and, I promise itâll never go further than us. Iâm good at secrets. Very.â She nodded, impressed with herself.
Charly pursed her lips together, then mimicked Edenâs head nod. She was a doer, not a talker, so sheâd let her actions speak for her, including finding an outlet to relieve herself of the pressure that came with her assignment. âThanks, Eden. I appreciate it. Iâm good, though. However, Iâll keep in mind your great secret-keeping ability. I may need it one day.â She winked. âIâm cool. I just need to shower and change, and, eventually, get some rest. Whereâs my room?â
âYour room?â Edenâs eyebrows drew together. âOh, thatâs right. You didnât see it earlier because you had to rush and change to go run.â She shook her head. âYou may want to get used to that. Being rushed, I mean. Lex has a way of making people move like he does. Lightning fast.â
Charly nodded, making a mental note about Lex. Sheâd rushed and changed in the hallway bath once because of him, but she wasnât going to allow him to make it a habit. âGot it. But Iâm not going to let him rush me into anything. I donât
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