Python

C H A P T E R 2

Maddie is emotional and all, we don't do feelings here. That's why I'm not gonna tell her, and see her heartbroken face.

"Come on let's go to my room so you'll help me pack." I said to Max who had a pout in his face trying to convince me to tell Maddie.

*****

I walked into the club and let my eyes roam around for my target. The club was fully packed but there was no one on the dance floor. It was those types of clubs where classy respected business man and women came to celebrate their victories and successes. The sofas and chairs were packed with people. The girls here were barely wearing anything. Most of the guys here had girls sitting on their laps. I can bet eighty percent of the guys left their wives at home. Music played in the background and laughter and chatter filled the large two floor building.

I brushed my palms against my black skimpy dress that I matched with my red louboutin stilettos that goes with my red lipstick. I looked kinda hot if you ask me, hot enough to draw the attention of half of the room.

Kenneth Brown is supposed to be in this club celebrating that he busted the Sixty eight and Dungeons.

All I have to do is look for a darkskinned , tall, black haired, well built- never mind I think I found him.

Holy shit..

This man is hot. The descriptions do him no justice. Dark caramel skin.. Dark hair, thick dark lashes lining shaded brown eyes. He wore a fitted suit perfectly tailored to his incredible body. The muscles can't be seen but the built is obvious. His lips looked soft and sweet, perfectly white teeth- He's looking at me. He's looking at me and he's coming my way. Gosh when have I ever been this nervous? Never. The answer is never because I do this every day with no nerves whatsoever. I need to compose myself.

"I couldn't help but notice you've been staring at me for the past ten minutes. Like what you see?" His deep voice thundered as smirked at me. Sweet Jesus his voice.. The type of deep and husky that will make any girls knees weeken.

Not that mine are weakening or something like that..

I composed myself and answered "what if I do ?" I raised my eyebrow. I didn't even notice that I had been staring at him for so long. He must think I'm swoon over his looks- great job Blue! great job.

He smirked " let me buy you a drink?"

I shrugged as he led us to the bar and asked me what I'd like to drink.

"A vodka and watermelon punch please." I told the bartender who nodded before turning his back to us.

We both slipped into the counter chairs and faced each other. Gosh this man is hot..

"Kenny by the way." He introduced extending his hand. It was clean, like I expected, and veiny.. like I expected. His nails were cleanly shaven and shiny, like he just got a buff and shine hours ago... His fingers had no rings or accessories, just the Rolex watch on his wrist. Seeing his long clean fingers somehow made me imagine what they can do, how fast they can move. I don't usually sexualise fingers of men I just met, I promise.. this isn't me.

I finally took his hand and, instead of shaking it, he pressed his lips to the back of it. An action that made my insides churn and my whole body to just feel hot. I could literally feel the heat going from his body and engulfing me. Or maybe I'm just imagining things.

The waiter put the drink between us and smiled. "Here's your vodka and watermelon punch." Causing the both of us to break contact without me telling him my name.

I took the drink in hand and took a sip looking straight into his eyes.

"Your eyes are really beautiful." He said absentmindedly. I think he had just registered what he said after he said it.

"Thanks." I put the glass on the bar table. This man was just relaxed and care-free while I thought he'd try to get me to bed the moment he approached me. Although I wouldn't mind if he did, I just didn't expect him to be so calm and nonchalant about everything. You could see the desire in his eyes and the way his eyes shifted from my chest to my lips.. I expected him to make a move minutes ago. Now I was the one impatient for him, which I think was pretty much his goal, so I decided to speak up. "Has the small talk already bored the heck outta you yet? Or do we need to keep this for some more minutes?"

He chuckled. And oh god, I think that was the sexiest thing I've ever heard. "Bored to life.. what gave it away?" He said causing me to laugh.

Clearly we both wanted the same thing. I never sleep with a target no matter what happens. Yes the kissing does happen, the making out.. but then it's just to buy me time until I complete my mission. I think this can be an exception though.. considering the guy made me wet without even touching me.. I think nothing could go wrong...

.