Cursed Ecstasy (Cursed Series)

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Michael had a hidden stash of drugs and money in the fucking wall?
    Once everything was all uncovered, we all were in shock with the way things went down.
    Michael had more of a problem than Linc and I thought. Shit, if I had known what was hiding in our walls, I would’ve done something about it a lot sooner.
    Now he’s sitting in a cell, right where he belongs. With all the charges put against him, and the death of Rick weighing on his shoulders, he’ll be locked up long enough.
    Closure at its finest.
    We have the answers to the questions we needed, so now it’s time to heal, regroup, and move on.
    Etty and I haven’t spoken much since that night in the ER. In fact, I haven’t paid her much attention since she has a new shoe up her ass, one who doesn’t seem to be going away anytime soon.
    Every time I turn around that fucker is there….doesn’t he have a life of his own?
    I’m getting a little pissed with how Linc says it bothers me. I say that he’s full of shit and needs to mind his own damn business.
    I don’t see a problem with Etty or her new friend; there’s enough shit in my own life to worry about…I don’t need hers. Hell, with everything going on between Linc, Jo, and Cursed Magic, I haven’t even had the time to bang a chick since that night at Jasmine and Sandra’s place.
    No matter how much I needed those two women, I know now that I can’t act like that again. It’s been eating at me every day and night since.
    No regrets, my ass.
    I want to be able to cope with my life like any other man. I shouldn’t need to stick my dick in a pussy to help me forget the pain of my past. So, to torture myself even more, I’m refraining from any sexual contact until I can get my shit together.
    It’s driving me insane, but it has to be done.
    Shit!
    Looking down at the burnt butt between my fingers, I realize the cigarette I lit never even made it to my lips. With a flick of my finger, I toss the empty filter out into the street and light up another butt.
    The door swings open to my right and Linc walks onto the sidewalk.
    “Let’s go, man, you’re gonna make me late,” he says, clapping me on the shoulder.
    “Yeah yeah, if we would have left when I called for you the first time there wouldn’t be an issue with us being late.”
    He turns his body toward mine and gives me a left hook to the chest.
    “What the fuck was that for?” I shout at him.
    “Nothing, man,” he says, moving toward my car. “Just get in and let’s go.”
    Flipping him the finger, I step down off the sidewalk and head to my car.

    For the past forty-five minutes, I’ve stood here waiting while Linc paces Jo’s apartment.
    “I think we’re all set; just about everything Jo will need is at our place.”
    “Shut up, Dault, I need to make sure.”
    He’s like a fucking nut searching around for a needle in a haystack. Looking throughout Jo’s empty apartment, I can’t image what the hell Linc is trying to find…it’s empty.
    “Dude, there’s nothing left.”
    “I can see that, asshole, I’m just making sure before we hand in her keys.”
    Propping myself up against the wall, I cross my arms while watching him shift through the drawers in the kitchen.
    “Ya know, I still can’t believe she’s letting you do all of this without her being here. The Jo I know would be putting up a fight for her independence.”
    “She doesn’t have much of a choice now, does she? I told her I was going to take care of her when she got out of the hospital and that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
    “Linc, I don’t think that meant moving her out of her apartment and into the house.”
    He stops walking around the kitchen and comes out to the living space, turning to stare at me.
    “You don’t think she’ll be mad, do you?” he asks, his eyes bugging out in panic.
    I start to laugh so hard that I have to grab on to the wall to support myself from toppling over.
    “What the fuck is so funny?” he asks, glaring at

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