Letting out a sigh, I tried to hide my embarrassment. “Not much. Anything over a thousand and Maura would suddenly have car troubles.”
“Right.” Spencer’s temples tensed. “Has she always done that?”
I nodded. “Yeah, as soon as I was old enough to work. She got used to a certain lifestyle when my dad was alive. After he passed…”
“Any means necessary.”
“Yeah.”
Looking into Spencer’s eyes, I knew she understood. Maybe not from personal experience but from some deep, intrinsic knowledge.
Sucking in air, Spence needed her dough harder. “My sister needed a lot of help when she was alive. And I never minded because she struggled, just like our mom did. They both saw some shit. Horrible shit. But once Jess passed, her husband liked to use my love for the kids against me.”
The thought made my chest hurt. How anyone could take advantage of someone as sweet as Spencer… someone as alone…
If I ever met the fucker, I’d have a hard time not punching him right in the face.
Spencer clapped her floury hands together. “Now, let’s put this dough on the pizza trays.”
Once our rounds were safely on the metal tins, we got to spreading out sauce and cheese. Spencer was heavy handed on the dairy, making sure the entire pie was covered in shredded mozzarella.
As we started selecting toppings, Spencer grabbed my gaze. “So, are you still avoiding Callahan?”
“No,” I started, stumbling for words, “I was never avoiding her. If anything, she’s ignoring me.”
Leaving room for silence, Spencer just leaned on the counter and watched my face.
“I’m just giving her space.” I swallowed hard as I sprinkled some red onion on my pizza — a little worried that my breath would stink and I’d kill any chance of feeling Spencer’s lips on mine.
But as I looked up into her dark eyes, I could see how hungry she was. And it wasn’t for the pizza. I could eat a tray of sardines and this gorgeous goddess would still stick her tongue down my throat.
Taking a look at our two trays of pizza, Spencer smirked. “Ready to go?”
With a nod, we grabbed the rounds and pushed them into the hot oven. Spencer’s was a gorgeous pizza, perfectly shaped prosciutto and sundried tomatoes on top with arugula on the counter to be added after it cooked.
Mine on the other hand was a mess of veggies, some crumbled sausage, and onions.
“They look nice together, don’t they?” Spencer beamed with pride at the two pies.
After we washed our hands in the dark stone, undermount sink, Spencer grabbed her laptop from the island and popped it open. We took two stools and positioned ourselves to face the oven — making sure to keep an eye on our dinner.
“So, we’ll start off with the basics. Just a simple checking account.” Spencer opened a new tab to a few bank options. “You’ve got the major banks, which are all essentially the same. Or you could go somewhere local which makes banking out of Valemont harder but does keep your money closer.”
To compare the options, Spencer had made a spreadsheet of the pros and cons of each account.
After a brief glance, I pointed out my favorite. “Lowest maintenance fee and the longest without a monthly fee.”
“Good call, that’s my bank.” Spencer winked as she started opening the account in a new tab. “Just put in your social security number, I promise I won’t look.”
Rolling my eyes, I did as I was told and typed in the nine digit number. But as I did, Spencer leaned over the gap between us and put her lips on my neck. The delicate kisses grew fevered, sending a pulse down to my pussy. I wasn’t satisfied, not with Spencer and Leo looking the way they did, parading around me at all times.
“Done.” I swallowed hard, forcing myself to focus on the mission. “But now it wants proof of address.”
“Not a worry.” Spencer kept one arm wrapped around my waist as she searched the computer's files, pulling open a file called KIERA_LEASE_MANSION.pdf. “Took care of that.”
Laughing, I gawked at the file. “You wrote me a lease?”
“It can be real if you want. I’m pretty good at forging Dom’s siggy.” Spencer grinned, desperate to lock me into living here, to be by her side all the time. Even if I was their captive, it was clear that Spencer and Leo would have preferred to hold me hostage for eternity.
