11 Who Are You 4.1
My eyes go wide when I see an overwhelming presence of the man who walked in with Maliki. His eyes look as if he could murder someone, I shrink to the floor as I watch the director who seconds ago was full of confidence because of his position was barley standing straight as he met this man's cold demeanor. I feel a soft pull on my arm. I look around the corner where Maliki was hunched down his hand on my arm gently pulling me. I follow the warm gentle smile he gives me as I crawl to follow him around the corner. His big hands grasping mine as he helps balance me so that I don't fall in my 4-inch heel black boots as I hold onto him firmly to stand.
"Lets go." I watch as he knits his brows in the direction of the back stage. I start to turn to see what he's looking at. Takes the hand he has firmly and pulls me along I stumble catching me off guard. And slam into his firm back. He doesn't stop though to see if I 'm all right until we get out of the studio and he has handed me a helmet and orders me to get on. I blink at him in shock.
"Excuse me." The words fall out of my mouth. I watch in silence the wind in the night brushes against his soft slightly over grown hair.
"I said get on." He says sternly. The helmet still held out as if to say he wasn't taking no for an answer.
I furrow my eye brows not amused at his order, I wrap my arms around my chest standing my ground. He chuckles softly suddenly. I raise an eyebrow in surprise.
"You must be a Taurus." I glare at him.
"No, I'm a Capricorn, and what the hell is that supposed to mean?" I growl annoyed. I felt stupid sanding outside the studio knowing full well anyone can come out and see this but he really gets under my skin when he looks at me like he's superior.
Rather than answering my question his smile gets little more amused, "Hmm, that still makes sense." He shakes the helmet in front of me waiting for me to take it. I stomp my foot on the ground like a child.
"Answer me." I hiss.
He smirks mischievously "Don't pretend you don't want to ride it. I saw the way you were looking at it yesterday." He then tosses the helmet making me instinctively reach out and catch it so it doesn't hit me. I frown he really wasn't giving me an option. Also, what about what was going on inside just now with that other man, and what about my job. I bite my lip weighing my options if I go back in, I might get fired. This way least out of sight out of mind he might move on to a different model. Besides, that man inside scares the shit out of me and I want to be nowhere near him. I look at Maliki hard, how did they know each other. Was he secretly just as scary? He raises and eye brow as I stare at him. I hear a door open and without thinking or wanting to be scene slide the helmet on and swing my leg over the bike. I grab his jacket loosely as he slowly pulls away. However, seconds after getting away from the studio we stop. I look at his back confused. His big hands grab my mine that hold lightly to his jacket. He pulls them firmly around him.
"Hold tight if we go faster, you'll fall off. I don't want anything to happen to you. I feel a jolt in my heart at that statement. I cringe at myself I so damn stupid he just means because it's his job nothing more don't get excited over comments like that. Plenty of men where nice to you but they never meant it before you can't trust what they say. I squeeze tighter, the roar of the engine drowning out my thoughts. I hear a soft chuckle.
"Are you scared?" I blink looking up, he stops at a red light. "Are you scared?" He asks again a seriously look on his face as he puts his foot down to stabilize us and looks over his shoulder at me.
I slip off the helmet. "No, why would you ask that?" I look at him perplexed.
"You were holding your breath. Not to mention your grip got tighter, not that I mind I can take it no matter how hard you squeeze. My face flushes at the last remark. Cars behind us start honking and driving around us yelling. The light had turned green and we were holding up traffic.
"Take her to a hotel and get off the road already." A passing car honked and shouted. Others shouted angry insults. I hid my face putting the helmet back on. He sat down making sure I was secure, and took off again to where I wasn't sure but I could feel the heat from his back. I could swear he was trying not to laugh. I bite my lip I hate getting so embarrassed it's weak. I swore I'd never be weak again.
****
It felt like we had flown by other cars and buildings so fast when we came to a stop, I let out a sigh of disappointment. Was I home already? I hope off the bike.
"Hey watch it." Before I realize it, Maliki had me wrapped in an embrace and the tail lights of a car that where now past us fading into the distance. I blink in horrible realization that I was almost ran over and I this man reacted so fast saving my life.
He lets me go frowning. "Hasn't anyone ever taught you to look before you cross the street." He was yelling at me. I cringe not wanting to take off the helmet. "Damn it they didn't even slow down a little." I hear him curse.
That's when his words hit me. It wasn't coincidence that I was almost hit by a car. I feel my body shake. Was the next step my life if they couldn't get me back?
"That was a close one, good thing your still sharp as hell." The deep voice freezes me, I linger in Maliki's embrace longer then needed. I feel his hand reach up and pet my head comforting me.
"Yeah, would have been pretty bad if I let them get her right after you had just saved her. "Anna would have dragged me back and kicked my ass for sure if that had happened. Maybe worse, I look up watching a cringing look he is giving the other man." I listen to them banter back and forth.
I feel a tap on the helmet. "Hey Jenny how long you going to wear that?" I realize I am still clinging to him and jump out of his arms. Nervously I take off the helmet. I feel the blush on my face thank god for the darkness there was barley and light here on this street mostly coming from across the way from the club. That's when it hit me and I did a double take looking around I wasn't home. Where the hell where we. Why did this scary man seem to know where we were going, I freeze nervous remembering the fact that the car had purposely almost hit me, where these two behind it. I watch as the vindictive demon looking man suddenly smiles at me.
"Mal, you better grab her," That's all I here before I start running. Maliki takes chase. He was fast, too fast. I start kicking and screaming. As he grabs around me.
"Damn it," I hear him growl. "Calm the fuck down already," he throws his whole-body weight over me, wrapping me up with his arms where I can't fight back.
"I won't go back I scream still trying to fight back,"
"Lets go." I watch as he knits his brows in the direction of the back stage. I start to turn to see what he's looking at. Takes the hand he has firmly and pulls me along I stumble catching me off guard. And slam into his firm back. He doesn't stop though to see if I 'm all right until we get out of the studio and he has handed me a helmet and orders me to get on. I blink at him in shock.
"Excuse me." The words fall out of my mouth. I watch in silence the wind in the night brushes against his soft slightly over grown hair.
"I said get on." He says sternly. The helmet still held out as if to say he wasn't taking no for an answer.
I furrow my eye brows not amused at his order, I wrap my arms around my chest standing my ground. He chuckles softly suddenly. I raise an eyebrow in surprise.
"You must be a Taurus." I glare at him.
"No, I'm a Capricorn, and what the hell is that supposed to mean?" I growl annoyed. I felt stupid sanding outside the studio knowing full well anyone can come out and see this but he really gets under my skin when he looks at me like he's superior.
Rather than answering my question his smile gets little more amused, "Hmm, that still makes sense." He shakes the helmet in front of me waiting for me to take it. I stomp my foot on the ground like a child.
"Answer me." I hiss.
He smirks mischievously "Don't pretend you don't want to ride it. I saw the way you were looking at it yesterday." He then tosses the helmet making me instinctively reach out and catch it so it doesn't hit me. I frown he really wasn't giving me an option. Also, what about what was going on inside just now with that other man, and what about my job. I bite my lip weighing my options if I go back in, I might get fired. This way least out of sight out of mind he might move on to a different model. Besides, that man inside scares the shit out of me and I want to be nowhere near him. I look at Maliki hard, how did they know each other. Was he secretly just as scary? He raises and eye brow as I stare at him. I hear a door open and without thinking or wanting to be scene slide the helmet on and swing my leg over the bike. I grab his jacket loosely as he slowly pulls away. However, seconds after getting away from the studio we stop. I look at his back confused. His big hands grab my mine that hold lightly to his jacket. He pulls them firmly around him.
"Hold tight if we go faster, you'll fall off. I don't want anything to happen to you. I feel a jolt in my heart at that statement. I cringe at myself I so damn stupid he just means because it's his job nothing more don't get excited over comments like that. Plenty of men where nice to you but they never meant it before you can't trust what they say. I squeeze tighter, the roar of the engine drowning out my thoughts. I hear a soft chuckle.
"Are you scared?" I blink looking up, he stops at a red light. "Are you scared?" He asks again a seriously look on his face as he puts his foot down to stabilize us and looks over his shoulder at me.
I slip off the helmet. "No, why would you ask that?" I look at him perplexed.
"You were holding your breath. Not to mention your grip got tighter, not that I mind I can take it no matter how hard you squeeze. My face flushes at the last remark. Cars behind us start honking and driving around us yelling. The light had turned green and we were holding up traffic.
"Take her to a hotel and get off the road already." A passing car honked and shouted. Others shouted angry insults. I hid my face putting the helmet back on. He sat down making sure I was secure, and took off again to where I wasn't sure but I could feel the heat from his back. I could swear he was trying not to laugh. I bite my lip I hate getting so embarrassed it's weak. I swore I'd never be weak again.
****
It felt like we had flown by other cars and buildings so fast when we came to a stop, I let out a sigh of disappointment. Was I home already? I hope off the bike.
"Hey watch it." Before I realize it, Maliki had me wrapped in an embrace and the tail lights of a car that where now past us fading into the distance. I blink in horrible realization that I was almost ran over and I this man reacted so fast saving my life.
He lets me go frowning. "Hasn't anyone ever taught you to look before you cross the street." He was yelling at me. I cringe not wanting to take off the helmet. "Damn it they didn't even slow down a little." I hear him curse.
That's when his words hit me. It wasn't coincidence that I was almost hit by a car. I feel my body shake. Was the next step my life if they couldn't get me back?
"That was a close one, good thing your still sharp as hell." The deep voice freezes me, I linger in Maliki's embrace longer then needed. I feel his hand reach up and pet my head comforting me.
"Yeah, would have been pretty bad if I let them get her right after you had just saved her. "Anna would have dragged me back and kicked my ass for sure if that had happened. Maybe worse, I look up watching a cringing look he is giving the other man." I listen to them banter back and forth.
I feel a tap on the helmet. "Hey Jenny how long you going to wear that?" I realize I am still clinging to him and jump out of his arms. Nervously I take off the helmet. I feel the blush on my face thank god for the darkness there was barley and light here on this street mostly coming from across the way from the club. That's when it hit me and I did a double take looking around I wasn't home. Where the hell where we. Why did this scary man seem to know where we were going, I freeze nervous remembering the fact that the car had purposely almost hit me, where these two behind it. I watch as the vindictive demon looking man suddenly smiles at me.
"Mal, you better grab her," That's all I here before I start running. Maliki takes chase. He was fast, too fast. I start kicking and screaming. As he grabs around me.
"Damn it," I hear him growl. "Calm the fuck down already," he throws his whole-body weight over me, wrapping me up with his arms where I can't fight back.
"I won't go back I scream still trying to fight back,"
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