48 Chapter 48: Kin (1/2)
'Just a little farther. I'm almost there.'
My throat is burning and sweat trickles down my neck, back, and chest.
'I've missed this feeling.'
”Hey Kaz, have you seen my-”
Ricky looks me up and down,
”Damn.”
”What?”
”You just look...sexy.”
”Are you serious? I'm literally sweating like a pig.”
”Well maybe we should hit the showers.”
He shows a familiar smirk,
”I haven't finished yet.”
”Kaz, you've been here for hours now and I have no idea why you even workout this hard! You're body's gorgeous!”
”It helps clear my mind, did you need something?”
His playful expression quickly shifts into a serious one, one I know too well.
”Just be in the bar in 20.”
He turns and leaves before I can ask him anything.
”I guess i'm done here.”
I pull myself together and head up the stairs. When I walk in, I notice a small slip of paper sitting on my nightstand,
'I've laid out an outfit for you. It's in the walk-in, feel free to wear something else if you don't like it.'
”Hmm, just what are you planning Ricardo Hernandez?”
I take a shower and look at what he's left for me.
”Oh wow.”
A pair of fitted jeans and a long sleeved crop top with and a thigh holster.
'A gun? With this cute ass outfit? Should I be worried or intrigued?'
I hurry and change into the clothes and put my hair up into a quick bun.
Downstairs in the bar Ricky is waiting for me with a scotch in his hand and anger plastered all across his face. The room is heavily guarded and a man sits across from him.
He's about the same age as Ricky but his skin is as brown as mine. His shirt is fitted perfectly showing off his toned chest. Who the hell is this handsome stranger?
”Hey...who's this?”
He looks up,
”We have much to discuss. Come,”
He pats the seat next to him,
”I wanna introduce you.”
I take my seat next to him.
”Kaz, this is Yoyo, Yoyo this is Kaz.”
The man holds out his hand for me to shake. As I grab it I notice a brand on his arm that takes up his whole forearm.
”Looks gnarly don't it?”
”Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare.”
He flashes his perfect white teeth at me, exposing his deep dimples.
”Well you met her. Now let's go.”
Ricky pulls me up from the bar and heads towards the door,
”Hey wait a minute! Who is that?!”
”Nobody important, now will you come on?!”
I snatch my hand away,
”Hey, it's cool lil lady. If he wants me gone i'll leave.”
Yoyo gets up and walks to the exits and looks back at me, then at Ricky.
”Fuck!”
Ricky flares his nose and folds his arms,
”You have a minute to tell her what you told me, then you get the fuck outta here. Got it?”
Yoyo puts his arms up,
”One minute. I got it.”
We all return back to our seats.
”Todos ustedes pueden irse. Tengo esto manejado.”
(You all can go. I have this handled.)
All of the scary looking men guarding the doors leave the room.
”Called off your goons?”
”Don't fucking play with me.”
There's an awkward silence between us. Ricky is shooting daggers at Yoyo. There's an uncomfortable amount of tension in the room.
”You have 48 seconds.”
”Right,”