CHAPTER TWELVE: Set Up

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AMANDA

"THIS IS YOUR house?"

To say I was impressed would have been an understatement. I let my eyebrows make a graceful retreat into my hairline, my mouth standing there wide open as I stood gaping at the huge house.

She giggled innocently.

"No it's actually my cousin's house. He's the rich one. You know? There's always that one cousin or one member of your extended family that's rolling in the dough that people like us like to join in."

I chuckled knowing what she meant. We had that in the form of my uncle. He was my dad's older brother. He was loaded to the nines, it was insane to think he and my dad were related. It's not like my dad was a prideful man who wouldn't accept charity blah blah blah. No infact it was the other man. My uncle wouldn't give a beggar a coin if he didn't think he could somehow make a profit in the end. Yeah you guessed that right. Stingy to heaven and earth. But luckily for me, I wasn't one of those that liked to roll in his dough as she had eloquently put. I would rather sell my organs than ever ask that man for anything.

"And he was kind enough to give me accommodation while I worked on my career." I glanced at her.

"Why do I feel like you didn't give the poor man a choice."

"Of course not. So in other words, I'm latching on to him like a horny man to a tit." I choked on my dry throat, shaking my head out of my stupor.

"Do you ever think about anything else besides sex?"

She frowned.

"Of course I do. Does fingering and tonguing fall under s*x?"

"Yes!"

She shrugged with a wide smile.

"Well I guess I'm a lost cause then."

My admiration grew the further we walked into the house. It was insane. But it was a bit over the top for me. I liked Kyle's house. It was what my dream house would exactly be like. Well all except for a few decoration pieces. Some of them were also a bit over the top for my liking too. But hey it wasn't my house so redecorating it wasn't my job.

"What did you say your cousin did for work again?" She mumbled something incoherent under her breath while shoving some cucumbers into her mouth. For some reason I was helping her in setting up the table in the dining room.

"What was that?"

"I said I don't know. You should definitely ask him yourself. He's probably going to spill his guts when he finally sees you. You're gorgeous. Now light the candles." That made my hand pause in midair.

"What do you mean?"

She froze for a few seconds before she straightened, and her face transformed into a wide smile waving me off.

"Oh nothing. Do you want to see my room? It's really fancy and all. I feel like I'm royalty every time I step inside it. Come on. It's this way."

I stared at her suspiciously, feeling like she wasn't telling me something important. She caught me staring and stared back, squinting her eyes from my hair and down my whole body.

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