We figured the first place to look for Ryan would be at his brokerage. Unfortunately, he wasn’t there, fortunately his assistant is a man and easily persuaded. He has another open house today. I’m a little ticked off that my posters didn’t at least slow down his business a little bit.

It’s a smaller house than the last open house I attended. The on goers are a little less stuck up and there’s no sound system to blast provocative sounds from.

“Maybe I should ask him?” Stevie says. Not a bad idea, he’s not likely to give me any information.

“Sure, we will call that plan A,” I say, and Stevie smirks at me.

I hide in the foyer as Stevie meets with Ryan in the living room.

“Stevie, hey. Are you looking for a new house? I don’t blame you for wanting to move out of Blair’s.” Dick.

“Yeah, honestly, living with her has been really tough lately.”

“Has she been crying nonstop?”

“Something like that,” Stevie says. Yeah, crying with passion from taking your dad’s giant demon cock.

“Well this is a three bedroom, two bath, new HVAC system.” Ryan starts listing off the features of the house.

“Actually, I was thinking about staying with my Aunt Josie for a while. Her phone isn’t working, and she sent me the address to her new place in North Point and I just haven’t been able to find it.”

“Oh, I can’t give out private information.”

“I understand. Oh, I just baked these chocolates. They’re to die for. Do you want one?” Stevie asks. I love my cousin.

“I’m trying to cut back, but those do look amazing.” He picks up the chocolate from the small container that Stevie brought. I’m not surprised he took it, he’s had plenty of Stevie’s baked goods before. “Damn, these are amazing.”

“Thanks, they’re a new recipe. I hate to ask again, but that address?”

“7867 Knuckle way,” he says, shaking his head, confused as to why he told her the address.

“Thanks, oh, and why did you cheat on Blair?”

“She intimidated me, and I wanted to feel like a man in control again.”

I roll my eyes. That’s what he thinks deep down. But I know the truth. He’s just a greedy asshole.

“That’s sad, Ryan. Wishing you the best. Not!” Stevie says as she meets me in the foyer and we dash to the car.

“Looks like we’re driving back to North Point,” I say.

“Looks that way,” Stevie replies.

23. Dax

Chapter 23

“I can barely feel him,” Kas says when we portal back to the bungalow.

“What do you mean, feel him?”