Page 36 of The Triplets and the Blonde

“Then why do it?” I tossed a grape at Aiden.

He plucked it out of the air and tossed it in his mouth. Ugh he was such a cocky bastard.

“I told you they are good people, Sweetie.” Pat grabbed my hand before I could toss any more food.

“Bullslhit,” I scoffed.

“Okay, that’s enough.” Aiden waved his hand. “Like it or not you are staying here now. We couldn’t stand seeing you in that cold basement cell. Besides, if you don’t talk soon you are gonna die, so we wanted to make your last few days comfortable.”

I opened my mouth to tell them I would talk. I went to spill the beans about where the bag was. I tried. The words got stuck in my throat. Maybe it was my pride that wouldn’t let me speak.

Aiden turned and left the room. Vickie and Pat went to stay, but he beckoned them to leave. Both of them gave me a pleading puppy dog look before they walked out. Jason followed them.

Derek went over to a recliner in the corner and took a seat. He popped the lever and the chair leaned back. He eyed me as he removed his hoodie leaving himself in just gray sweatpants and a white tank top.

I licked my lips before taking a sip of the wine. Now there were no bars between us.This new setup may not be so bad after all.

Ch. 15 Kira and the slap

Hot water flowed overmy skin. The shower had two heads and both had the best pressure I had ever experienced. My hair and body had already been washed. There was even a razor on the counter that I used.

When I went into the bathroom I hadn’t expected much. I would seriously have to start changing my expectations for these men. There was a hygiene care kit on the counter. Shampoo, conditioner, toothbrush, some sea salt scrub thing, and a brand new razor were among some of the items. A few others looked foreign to me and the wax looked painful.

I took my time indulging in all the things I had never gotten to experience. Once I was done I stood there letting the water erase my pain. This was a different life. This was my wish I had made on my birthday all those days ago. Well if I could forget that I was being held captive and I would never make it to Mexico.

There was also the little problem of The Triplets. I would tell them where the bag was and then I would have to hope they would let me stay. In the meantime I wanted to see how far I could push them. The thoughts of Aiden’s touch and Jason’s lips were driving me insane.

I wanted more of them. Shit, who was I kidding, I needed more of them.

Once my fingertips were pruned, I finally got out of the shower. They even had a heated towel rack. They really had more money than they knew what to do with. If I ignored the many people living on the streets, I could get used to this.

Not that I could ever ignore that. If they did let me stay, I would find a way to help the homeless. Maybe I could do some good in this new found situation.

Stepping out of the bathroom I went into my new room in just a towel. The clothes I had been in stunk like the cell I was in so there was no way I was putting those back on. Yes, I used to live next to a dumpster, but in a place like this I didn’t have to stink. If there were no clothes for me, I would be content with sleeping like this. I had never slept naked and the idea excited me.

Derek was dozed off in the chair. He wasn’t much of a guard. I could have snuck right past him and left. If it wasn’t for the deal I made with Vickie I would have considered leaving.

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