As much as he wanted to follow her into her apartment, he was on his lunch or dinner break, he kissed her forehead again and smiled "I have to get back to work."
"Oh."
He kissed her again, unable to resist the temptation.
Sammie leaned into the kiss and almost groaned when he pulled away. "I'll have to be back down there in an hour for the night shift." SHe sighed. SHe kissed him softly once more. "See you then."
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Sammie had barely gotten any sleep on her break, she couldn't stop feeling like it had all be a dream. She walked back down the stairs and looked around. She tugged her tight halter top down a little covering the skin that had started to show. Her mini skirt, wasn't a real miniskirt, but it looked like it. It came to about her mid thigh so she could still walk. She signed in then went to find her first customer.
"Hey Kane go back to work your needed..."some one wispered to her and walked away....
"Ok to the good players who know how to play "she said to te players at the table."some fo rths three of us she said splitting her winnings into three piles.One went to twounnoticable strangers that she was shure she had seen befor. She winked at both and walked away from the table.
*I was talking to bobby and ben*
We've all been broken in some way. It's just how we express it that makes us dffrent form eachother.
“This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him only lacks a cover.” ~William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet
I threw in my cards and strode away from the table. I rushed back to my room and put on some clean jeans and a white dress shirt. I ran back down staurs and waited. she appeared, looking dazzling. "Hello. so..where did you want to go?"
Kane was dressed in her maid outfit once again and she was cleaning up a room that had trash scatered all over and beer botles scatered on the sofa......
'drunky' she thought as she trashed the things....they smelled horable..
We've all been broken in some way. It's just how we express it that makes us dffrent form eachother.
“This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him only lacks a cover.” ~William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet
I smiled at her. "Want to take my motercycle?" I asked with a grin. I loved my motercycle. it was awesome. And best of all, my dad hated it. I loved doing things my dad hated. It just made life more fun.
He grinned and nodded. "I'm a really good driver," he said, "I've been driving it since I was 14 out in the desert by myself, only one crash ever and that was the first time I got on it."
Okay so he was a safe driver, she smiled back, "Sounds like fun."
I smiled and tossed her a helmet. she hopped on behind me. "Hold on." I said, reving the engine and speeding off. I felt her grip me tighter and laughed. I felt like I was flying. I stopped in front of a huge shopping center. "You did say shopping, right?"
I was due in work in another five hours, just long enough for some sleep and a shower. Or maybe a little less sleep. I couldn't take my eyes off of Sammie. God she was beautiful.