The Overdrawn Home

“Don’t play dumb,” I said, loosening my tie. “What happened to the bank account?”
Natasha shot me a confused glance. “Something’s wrong with the account?” She stopped sweeping the kitchen floor and made eye contact with me.
I folded my arms and sighed. “Did we owe someone money? An extra bill, maybe?”
“I spent it on drugs,” Natasha said with a hint of sarcasm, returning to tidy up the counters.
“Mom was right about you.” I raked my fingers through my thick, dark hair. “You’re a junkie.”
“Yup. I cleaned out the cocaine dealing.” Natasha smirked. “He said I was his best customer. He even gave me a discount. Can you believe it?” She arched an arrogant brow.
“I can’t believe this shit.”
“Believe it.”
“You know I’m a cop, right?” I lifted, then lowered my arms.
“I’ve been a bad girl and need to be punished. You going to arrest me?” Natasha turned around and placed her hands behind her back, giving me a sultry wink and a flirtatious lip bite.
“You’re unbearable.” I folded my lips under my teeth.
“You’re no fun.” Natasha thumbed her nose at me. “Okay, you’ve got my attention. What’s with the account? The looming foreclosure has me stressed.” She set the broom near the counter and dried her hands on her apron.
“You’re not going to like this.”
“What’d you do now?”
“Won the fucking lottery, babe!”

(© 2022 AC)

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