The Christmas Mistake: A Dark MFM Romance by Darcy Rose

Author:Darcy Rose [Rose, Darcy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bleeding Heart Press
Published: 2021-11-11T00:00:00+00:00

MASON

“This is a stupid fucking idea.” Evan shakes his head, stepping back to take in everything I put together. We sort of worked together, but only up to a point. After lunch, he went to a dark place, and I knew better than to get on his case about it. I know that place, too. I’ve been there plenty of times.

“I don’t think it’s stupid. I think it’s brilliant… if it works.” I get up from where I’ve been kneeling and shrug. “How many years has Mom been bugging us to bring a girl home? Just imagine how happy she’ll be if we bring Frankie.”

“All I’m imagining is Frankie running to the police at the first chance she gets.”

“She won’t,” I quip, not even sure why. I have no evidence of it, but something tells me she wouldn’t rat us out. “If we want her to play along, we’re going to have to make her happy. At least for tonight.”

“I still vote for leaving her here. Taking her anywhere is too much of a risk.”

We’ve been through this at least ten times since breakfast. “And what if she gets out? We can’t leave her alone. Besides.” I lower my brow, shooting him a look. “What if there’s a problem? What if there’s a fire or something?”

“Stop making up shit.” He snickers, shaking his head. “What would be the chances of a random fire?”

I have to turn away from him because if I don’t, I might knock him flat. I can’t stand it when he’s in this mood any more than he can when the roles are reversed. Instead of bickering, I admire my work. Considering I only had a few hours to put everything together, I don’t think it turned out half bad. Especially since this is the first tree I’ve decorated in years. We didn’t even have ornaments or lights, and it’s not easy to find them on Christmas Eve.

I managed. There isn’t an overworked clerk who won’t check the stockroom if you flash the right amount of cash.

I even went so far as to bring home some prepared foods for dinner, all of which are warming in the oven. I don’t know if Frankie likes turkey and all that shit, but hopefully, she’ll appreciate the effort. It’s enough to make me grit my teeth, bending over backward like this, but Mom is worth it. Nothing’s more important than keeping her happy.

“Okay. I’ll go up and get her.” I can’t believe how much this matters. Of all the times of the year to have a situation like this. There are only a few days we absolutely can’t go without visiting Mom, and tomorrow’s one of them. Either we threaten Frankie into behaving—which could make her worse and cause her to run for help the second we get to the house—or we ease her into it with a little goodwill and some glittery ornaments. I’ll never get the fucking glitter off my skin now. She’d better appreciate this.

I find her lying on her side, hands clasped in front of her face, wrists still bound.

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