𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌
❝like a moth to a flame, she always returns to me❞
Dakota Elkins is no stranger to the supernatural with her being a telepath and vampires out of the coffin, but when one winds his way into her cousins...
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"DON'T SEND ME AWAY."
Dakota was sprawled out on Lafayette's couch, beer in her hand as they watched an old Hollywood film. There was no work today as it was Arlene's wedding party tonight and they had been given the day off. Lafayette had seen the film plenty of times, but he insisted on watching it again so she could enjoy his favorite.
Andy Bellefleur and Bud Dearborne came to see her that morning to ask questions about the attack, but they hadn't been able to get information from the home. Andy had asked if Jason somehow had resembled the hooded man and Dakota had slammed the door in his face.
They really didn't like Jason and wanted to have someone to blame.
"Damn, Georgia!" grinned Lafayette, immersed into the film. "Your replacement just showed up."
He had been quoting almost every sentence, but Dakota didn't mind, it was amusing to watch him try to remember the entire monologue of the film. The screen was black and white and the plot a bit scandalous, but fun.
"I thought you said you were gonna get rid of her quick." he quoted. "Bitch, I love you, you scandalous whore. Take your man. Take his ass."
Dakota snorted and glanced through the blinds when she saw movement outside. She nudged Lafayette beside her, and he tore his gaze from the screen to look at her, he followed her line of sight and pulled the blinds down just a bit.
"Fuck," he cussed, seeing as an older gentleman came up his steps, sunglasses covering his eyes. "he's a day early."
"What is it?" Dakota asked, setting her beer down on the table.
"Hide in the bedroom and escape through the window." he said, wiggling his brows. "You don't want to see this, shit."
"Lafayette," she smacked his arm, grossed out and sprung up from the couch in a hurry.
The blond hid in the bathroom instead, closing the door just as her best friend opened the front door. Dakota could go through the bathroom window and go for a walk, but her curiosity got the best of her, and she pressed her ear against the door. Dakota knew Lafayette dealt drugs as a second job, he had been doing it for a very long time and she didn't mind, as long as he was careful about it.
"Well, this an unexpected pleasure." he said, holding the door open for the well-dressed gentleman.
"Hey," the man smiled, somewhat shyly as he entered the home, looking around. "I can't stay long."
"Boyfriend, I can make you stay longer than you ever thought you could." Lafayette flirted, unbuttoning a button from the man's blouse. Dakota gagged, even though she couldn't see anything she could imagine what was happening.
