CHAPTER 5

Frankie.” Sera is still calling after me.”

“Stay here.” I tell her and run after Stone who is really fast. I feel the need to protect him so I won’t let the mob hurt him.

“What the hell Stone?” I shout after him.

“Fuck! Just go away.” He shouts still running. I’m now closing in on him.

“No way.” I grab his hand when I catch up with him. “Follow me.” I run towards an abandoned alley with him trailing behind me.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I ask once I’m sure no one is following us.

“Needed some cash tomboy. The lady was careless with her phone and I had to take it.”

We are now leaning against the wall, breathing fast.

“So you are going to sell it?”

“Yap. That’s what we do.” He says and looks at the distant.

“You need to stop this.”

“You ain’t my momma.” He snaps.

“I have saved your ass you fucker. You should be grateful.” I snap back at him.

“Thank you but I don’t need you to take care of me.”

“You do.” I take my cap off and hand it to him. “Here. You will be less noticeable.”

“I’m good.” He snaps taking a long look at the cap.

“Just put the damn cap on.” I shrug off my jacket and hand it to him. “This too.”

He shrugs and puts it on, getting rid of his own.

“Why are you this good to me?”

“Because you remind me of my brother.”

“Of your brother?”

“Yeah. He ran to the streets when we were young. Haven’t set my eyes on him ever since.”

“He will come to you at the right time.”

“I hope so.” I give him a smile. “ why did you run away in the morning?”

“I didn’t want to burden you.”

“I’m good with you staying at my place. I am.”

“Okay.”

“You are taking my offer?”

“Yeah I…” he looks at me. “Yeah.”

“I’m Frankie.” I give him a smile.

“Cool.”

“Are you okay going to the house alone? I have something I need to take care if.”

“Sure. Where are the keys?”

“Under the flower pot. You remember the place?”

“Very well.”

“See you at home. Will be there with supper.” I give him a pat on the back and walk away. I don’t hug. I’m not used to that.

Something is on my mind and I’m going to sort it. I dig out the piece of paper and look at the number and address.

I’m going to see him. He will pay me and I can get some money for stone and I. Even for a day. The fifty dollar change he gave me is not enough. I will have to take more from him and get food. It’s just once and I will be done. After all, Sera promised me a well-paying job.

I walk back into Lex and walk straight to Sera.

“Why did you run off like that?”

“Had to take care of something. Can you do the rest of the shift? There is a problem.”

“I got you covered.”

I walk to the changing room and take off my apron. I hung it on the hook and take my backpack. Strapping it on my back, I walk out of Lex to look for the 'god' .

He better be worth it. I don’t want to waste my time and if he decides to walk away without paying me, I will beat him up. I still have my skills from the streets.

I look at the paper one more time. I’m nearing the Trust hotel. Not so fancy, not so cheap. I assume he is in the middle class. Struggling like the rest of us. Not really struggling but he is not rich. He is not a billionaire. He is still some broke ass guy who is trying to make ends meet.

I step into the hotel and head for the stairs. No one stops me. See what I’m talking about? If it’s a fancy place, security would be all over me.

I stop outside room ten and sigh heavily. I knock after few minutes and wait for a while before someone opens the door.

The same beautiful eyes from the club meet mine. He is in a baggy t-shirt and some pants which hang loosely down his waist.

His hair is tousled, not in a bad way but a cute way, his t-shirt sleeves are folded outlining the biceps on his arms.

What do I say? He is simply breathtaking.

“Had enough ogling?” He asks leaning against the door.

I shake my head at him and walk past him into the room. There is a laptop on the small table in the room and let’s just say the bed is big enough for both of us.

“I thought you were supposed to call?” It’s more of a question. He locks the door behind him and leans against it, his foot resting on it. He still looks breathtaking but the asshole part doesn’t change.

“You gave me your room number for a reason.” I slump on the bed, my backpack still strapped on my back.

“And if I’m not wrong, there is a number written on the piece of paper I gave to you. Can’t you read?”

He clearly looks down on me.

“No. I can’t. I probably have the wrong room.” I snap and stand up. “I will look for someone who can help me read.” I walk towards the door but he pushes me back until I’m slumped on the bed again.

“You came for a reason. Let’s get done with it.” He takes off his shirt making me gasp. His abs are beautifully outlined, which should be a sin and illegal. One can’t look this good. No. No way.

“Am I getting your name? You already know I’m Frankie.”

“Nope. No names. You are not Frankie to me. You are tomboy to me.” He places a hand on my chest and pushes roughly making me lie on the bed.

The hell?

This one is wild.

“So you ain’t going to tell me your name?”

“Nope. This is just fucking not some love-making session. It’s better if you don’t know my name.” he takes his pants off leaving him in only boxer briefs.

“Oh!” I place my hands behind my head. This one is tough to crack.

“Do you have sex with your clothes on?”

“Are you always this way?”

“What? With no chills?” he takes a condom from a drawer and smiles. “You bet I am.”

“I have never taken my clothes off on my own when banging someone. This is a first.”

“There is always a first.”

“I’m not yet wet stranger.” I don’t make an attempt to take my clothes off.

“Don’t tell me you need the romancing shit.”

“Either that or I’m out of here.” I snap at him.”

“I came across a wild one.” He smiles and lowers his lips on mine.

Geez!

Dude can kiss. He is damn good at it and with every kiss, I find myself moaning. He rolls his tongue on mine and cups my tits in his palms making me let out a moan.

“Why do you hide this in a jacket?” he takes my top and bra off.

“It’s my nature. Anyway, you shouldn’t be asking questions.”

“Of course I shouldn’t.” he pulls my jeans and panties off roughly.

Okay.

He is good at the kissing part but all this roughness? He is so unromantic. I shouldn’t have expected more. It’s just banging and I’m out of here.

“Wet now?” the douche asks slipping a finger inside me.

“Do you always do this to the women you sleep with?”

“I don’t do women tomboy.”

“Why? Are you gay?”

“Nope. I just don’t date. That’s why you shouldn’t know my name.” he rolls a condom on and aligns himself with my entrance. “Enough with the talking.” He covers my mouth and slams into me, hard.

“Fuck!” he groans moving inside me fast. He is rough. So rough such that there is a possibility of getting sore.

To top it all, he is big. Bigger than anyone I have been with before. You know what I mean. Big downstairs.

I close my eyes and enjoy his groaning and cursing as he increases the speed.

“Shit!” he curses and grabs the headboard.

“Ah!” I moan as my whole body tenses, making me know that I’m nearing orgasm.

“Fuck!” he grips the headboard harder and shuts his eyes as we both find our release.