“Hey, angel, what’s your name?” asked a cute, young guy as I was serving him some coffee.
“Morgan, what’s your name?” I asked, smiling at him. He was gorgeous. He had short black hair that was spike this way and that and beautiful brown eyes, which had been covered with dark sunglasses when he first came into the diner. He had tattoos all over his arms and a ring through his chin. He was hot.
“Well, Morgan, you got a boyfriend?” he asked.
“Maybe, why?” I asked, snapping my gum as I stood, amused, before him.
“Cause, you look a little too beautiful to be working in here. If you were my girl, you’d be with me all the time,” he said, leaning closer to me.
“Really... and just where would you be?” I asked, smiling.
“Where would you want me to be?” he asked.
I looked down at him and smiled, then looked back over at my boss.
“My boyfriend’s in jail,” I told him, winking.
“Why don’t you come along with me,” he suggested.
“Where exactly are you going?” I asked, leaning in close to him.
“You know, around. Rob a few banks, kill a few people, it’ll be fun,” he said smiling. I looked at him wide-eyed. The scary part was it appealed to me.
“How do I know you won’t kill me?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
“Cause baby, I won’t,” he grinned.
“And you never did give me your name?” I asked.
“What’s with all the questions?” he asked.
“Just curious,” I smiled.
“Well, I'm AJ,” he said.
“Well, AJ, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said.
“Thank you Morgan, but you didn’t answer my question,” he replied.
“Which would be?” I asked.
“Why don’t you come with me?” he asked, smiling. I looked down at him and grinned.
“I don’t know you and I can’t trust you,” I replied.
“You can trust me baby. We’ll be just like Bonnie and Clyde, you and me,” he told me.
“Bonnie and Clyde. They got killed in the end.”
“Not us.”
“But you just said we’d be just like them.”
“With a few minor changes.”
“I don’t know,” I said, looking away.
“I’ll tell you what, baby, I’ll give you my cell phone number and you give me a call as soon as your ready for me,” he said standing up. He leaned over the table and wrote down a number and handed it to me.
“Here you go baby, see you in awhile,” he said and kissed my cheek. I watched him walk out of the diner and out into the street. That man sure was sexy. I had to be with him and I knew it.
“Here Morgan, you can go home,” my boss said walking back up to me.
“Ok,” I said and walked out of the diner and down the street, towards the apartment I had with my boyfriend who recently got put into jail for assault on a police officer. I walked into my apartment and sat down on the couch and looked at the blank TV. I want that guy, and I want him now. I walked over to the phone and dialed the number he had given me.
“Yeah?” his raspy, sexy voice answered.
“AJ, it’s Morgan,” I told him.
“So soon baby?” he chuckled.
“I just can’t help myself,” I smiled into the phone.
“Where do you live baby?” he asked, smiling.
I told him where I lived and I rushed to my room, threw a suitcase on the bed and began throwing my clothes into the suitcase. I packed what I considered necessities and then as I heard a knock at my door, I looked myself in the mirror and noticed the tiny drops of perspiration that was forming on my forehead from rushing around.
I rushed to the door and swung it open, seductively and looked at AJ.
“I’m so glad you changed your mind,” he told me, walking into my apartment.
“Me too,” I smiled back.
“You ready?” he asked.
“Give me a minute,” I said walking back to the bedroom. I closed the suitcase and put it on the floor. I looked back up in the mirror and it was like a completely different person was staring back at me.
“You know what would be funny?” AJ asked, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“What?” I whispered, trying my best to hide the butterflies in my tummy.
“If we just fucked right here on you and your boyfriends bed,” he whispered seductively in my ear. I felt my insides begin to melt and I was becoming aroused.
“How do you know it’s my boyfriends bed too?” I asked.
“Because I do,” he said, kissing my neck.
“We just met,” I said, pulling away from him.
“But, you make me so hot,” he murmured, pulling me back to him. I could feel the hardness that was pressed against my back. I moaned and leaned against him.
“You like that, don’t you?” he whispered, then kissed my ear lobe.
“We have to get out of here,” I whispered to him.
“Not until I fuck you on your boyfriend’s bed,” he said, kissing my neck.
“How’s he going to know?” I asked.
“We’ll tape it and leave it for him,” he told me.
“We can’t do that.”
“And why not?” he asked, turning me around to look me in the eyes.
“I just met you,” I smiled. He groaned and I looked down and saw his manhood straining in his pants.
“You don’t have to fuck me, but you can just kiss it,” he kissed my lips tenderly and I melted in his arms. His hands slipped up my shirt and ran over my back.
Just then, I heard the phone ring. He groaned and looked at me, searching my eyes.
“I’m just going to go get that,” I whispered and walked away.
“If that’s him, you tell him what you’re doing baby,” AJ called to me as I picked up the phone.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Hey Morgan, just a few more weeks and I’ll be out of here,” it was my boyfriend.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say.
“Morgan, you there?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m here Johnny,” I whispered.
“You’re still waiting for me, aren’t you?” he laughed. I looked up and saw AJ standing in the hallway entry and he looked so good, it took all I could to stand up and not just fall over, that’s how weak my knees were.
“No, Johnny, I ain’t waiting no more,” I whispered to him.
“What?! You ain’t waiting no more? Why?” he yelled.
“Cause, Johnny. There’s someone else I want,” I said, slowly as AJ moved towards me.
“What? Who?” he demanded.
“Sorry Johnny, I got to go,” I said and hung up the phone.
AJ pressed his lips to mine, and pulled me close to him.
“Let’s get out of here,” I mumbled, looking into his eyes.
He smiled and nodded.
“I have something to take care of... I’ll be right back,” he said, nodding down towards his straining manhood.
I smiled and he walked down the hall, looking in each room for a bathroom. I walked back to the bedroom and grabbed my bag. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but I knew I loved this guy, ‘Love at first Sight’ was a true phrase in my case. He did something to me that turned me on to no end.
I have no clue what I was getting myself into and to be honest, I didn’t care. For one time in my life I wasn’t going to go with what my mind demanded that I do, but what my heart told me to do. I had to be with this man, and if running away from the cops after robbing banks or killing people was the only way to be with him, so be it.
“You ready baby girl?” AJ asked, coming into the room after a little bit. I looked up at him and smiled.
“Yeah, I’m ready,” I nodded.
“Let’s go,” he said, nodding towards the door. I picked up my few bags and he grabbed my suitcase.
“Oh!” I said rushing over to the closet, I opened it up and took out a bag that had a video recorder.
“This is for later,” I said to him. He smiled, knowing what was in the bag. We walked out of the apartment, I didn’t even bother locking it and we walked to a car sitting on the side of the road. It was a black Mercedes Benz with black tinted windows and a shine that bounced off the car and glimmered.
He opened the trunk and we threw all my stuff in the back and we got into the car and took off down the long road.
“So, who’s car is this?” I asked, considering that he might have stolen it.
“I don’t know. But, it’s a smooth ride,” he said petting the steering wheel. I looked in the backseat and saw a pile of license plates.
“What’s that for?” I asked.
“It’s so the cops don’t get us,” he smiled. I smiled back at him and leaned over and kissed his cheek.
We drive almost all night, until we came to a house, where AJ pressed a button and the garage door lifted and he quickly pulled in and shut the door.
“Come on baby, meet some friends of mine,” he said, getting out of the car. We walked through a door that led to the living room of the house.
“AJ! Hey man, you’re home!” a man bellowed from the kitchen. He rushed to the living room and him and AJ embraced themselves in a hug.
“Whoa... who’s this?” the man asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
“This is Morgan,” AJ said pulling me to him.
“Morgan this is JD, one of my most trusted friends. He helps me out get money and guns and everything,” AJ explained.
“And, let me guess, you want to take her along with you,” JD asked.
“She’ll drive the car,” AJ told him.
JD smiled at AJ and then looked at me.
“Hey Morgan, it’s nice to meet you,” he winked.
“I’m just going to lay low for a few days and then I’m out,” AJ explained to him.
“Cool, just change the license plate before you leave,” JD said.
“I won’t,” AJ said and took my hand. He led me to a room and shut the door.
“Now, this is the plan...”
I’ve never been more excited in my life.
Chapter Two
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AJ's Intoxication Index
The Ultimate Intoxication Index
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