Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
She reached out a hand from under the covers to grab her vibrator and remembered. Faust had put it in his back pocket. He hadn’t walked out the door with that there. Had he? Molly would never be able to meet her neighbors’ eyes.
Forcing herself out of bed on that cheery thought, she went to shower before work. Stepping under the spray before it got fully warm, Molly felt the last of her tiredness evaporate. She’d had such a good time at the Shadowridge Guardians’ clubhouse. It had been fun to spend time with her Daddy and the Littles.
Catching sight of the time, she hurried and threw on a dress and shoes before racing out of the house. Her crackers would do for lunch again today. She admired her new tires as she approached her car. While it was so nice he had purchased them for her, it was even more important that he wanted her to be safe—whether he was her Daddy or not. Isn’t that what a Daddy would do?
Driving the familiar route to work, Molly was lost in thought. Where did they go from here? Would he be interested in her in a month? A year? He was so hunky. And she was just herself.
Molly tried to push her thoughts away as she pulled into the parking lot. The two ministers were already there. She was still early—just not there to open the building for them. After parking, she hurried across the lot and into the church.
“Good morning,” Molly called as she settled in her chair.
“Good morning, Molly,” Minister Steve answered.
“There’s no coffee,” Lester barked.
“On it. I’ll bring you a cup in a few minutes.”
Molly turned on her computer first before quickly setting up the machine and hitting brew. Inwardly, she rolled her eyes that Lester hadn’t started it for them. It wasn’t rocket science.
She listened to the messages left on the phone, making a stack for each minister before brewing two cups of coffee and walking down the hall. There was one message that was blank—just a recording of several seconds. She figured it was a butt call from someone in the congregation.
“You didn’t have to bring me a cup, but thank you,” Minister Steve said as he looked up from the spiral notebook where he always wrote his sermons’ first drafts.
“My pleasure. Here are a couple of calls I thought you’d wish to address,” Molly shared, handing him the notes she’d gotten from the messages.
“On it. Thanks, Molly.”
Continuing down the hall, she plastered a smile on her face before walking through the door. “Hi, Lester. Coffee as promised. Here are your messages.”
He looked over the list. “Lawncare, teen outing, and new hymnals? I don’t think I need to deal with these. Just take care of them.” He thrust the sheet back at her.
“Sorry, Lester. Those decisions have to be made by one of the clergy.” Molly set the page down on the corner of his desk and walked out before he could give her a title in name only.
There was a message on her phone when she got back to her desk. She was tickled to see it was Faust making sure she got to work safely and had slept well. Molly sent him a return message and forced herself to get to work.
Chapter
Nine
“Hi!” Molly chirped as she opened her apartment door that evening. “Did you put googly eyes on my mailbox last night before you left? I laughed so hard when I found them when I got home.”
After kissing her hard, Faust held her tightly against him as he walked into her space. He closed the door behind him before looking down at her sweet face. “Googly eyes? What are those?”
“You know. The funny eyes that have pupils that move. They come in stickers that you can place on anything to make it look like a person. It was funny on my mailbox.”
“That wasn’t me, Little girl. Did you leave them there?” he asked.
“No. They were so cute I peeled them off and put them on my refrigerator.”
“Did anyone else have eyes on their mailbox?” he asked.
She paused for a minute before answering, “I don’t think so. I’m sure I would have noticed.”
Faust ran downstairs to check. There were no other decorations on anyone’s mailbox. Others would pick up their mail after her. He didn’t like this.
Taking two stairs at a time, he checked outside her door to make sure it wasn’t marked in some way. Faust relaxed a bit not finding anything there.
As he reentered the apartment, Molly stood at the door with the two googly eye stickers on one finger. “You can leave those on your refrigerator if you wish, Little girl.”
“You think there’s something wrong?” she asked.
“Just keep your eyes open, Pixie. It bothers me when they mark the apartments of a single woman. Maybe you should come stay with me at the compound.”