Gettin' Dirty

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talking thing over with quickly.
    I park my car in front of the building and see little Mina on Ms. Robins hip, waving out the living room window at me. She is such a sweet lady to Mina and I. I truly do not know what I would do without her. She has fed us when we had nothing, and nurtured us when we were low. The woman barely allows me to pay her for babysitting Mina, but I insisted since I was able to get on a program that assists single mothers with childcare.
    All of a sudden my stomach unknots and the stress of the day fades away, just because Mina smiles at me in that magical way that she does.
    I wave back, getting out of the car quickly. It doesn’t take long for me to get Mina from Ms. Robins and then get her to promise she will stop by for dinner this week and lunch on the weekend. I don’t know what her financial situation is, but I always try to take care of her as much as she does me.
    I say I have no one left in my life that I can trust, but I wonder if I only mean that in a family way? Because I sure do trust Ms. Robins. I love her like a grandmother. I am quite sure Mina feels the same way even if she can’t express such emotions yet.
    I take a quick peek at my phone as I start to unlock the door, no messages from Seamus yet. Giant brat texted himself from my phone, I still can’t believe he would do that.
    Opening the door of the dark apartment, I accidentally kick a white envelope across the carpet. That’s strange because our mail is delivered to the mailboxes in the hall by the front door.
    Bending down as I set Mina down, I pick up the letter to see it has mine and Mina’s name on it.
    I shut the door to my apartment as I get everything turned on and situated. Walking into the kitchen I grab a knife to slice open the envelope. Inside is a sheet of paper. And three one-hundred-dollar bills. What the fuck?
    Hey Sexy Britches,
    I won’t be able to make it tonight, I had a sudden job I need to do out of town for the next two nights. I won’t be able to talk to you until I get back so I left some money in case you need anything. Take care of the little monster. Maybe take her to one of those kid places she can play at with other kids her age? Not really sure if they have those for her age or not. Have a good night. See you as soon as I get back.
    Seamus.
    P.S. That purple thing in your drawer is tiny compared to me and I will make sure you are ruined for all other men when I get back.
    I screech out a very loud curse word in front of Mina as I read that last part. How the… I… That fucking giant shit. I can’t believe he would say half of that to me. Though, if I am being honest, my core does one of those massive clenches thinking of him stretching me with his… cock. Fuck. How the hell can someone make me so mad and so damn horny at the same time?
    I shake my head at the thought and then look down at the money. What the fuck! I am so confused and aggravated that he would be so damn presumptuous that he would even dare leave money for us to do something with… I mean who the fuck does he think he is? And where in the world would I take Mina that would cost us three hundred dollars? This man is certifiably crazy.
    I look over to Mina and she is giggling as she toddles to me. She lets out a growl just like Seamus taught her. Damn.

Chapter Seven
    Seamus
    I don’t like leaving Aaliyah and Mina right now, it feels off. I can’t figure out why though. I shake my head at my thoughts as I slide the letter under Aaliyah’s door. It is what it is.
    Five million for the death of one guy. It seems absurd to me. It’s a lot of cash to be throwing around. A lot. Five million is retirement money for just about anyone, even if I was broke it would be life-changing retirement type of money. But I’m not broke, not in the fucking least. I have more than I am working for on this job, but that was hard-earned money. Money from the death of others, from being a bodyguard, for delivering packages to men in

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