Chapter 2

A few hours later I wake up and get up for coffee and to get something to eat. Sitting at the table eating, I look at my phone and re-read the texts from last night and this morning. He's really sweet but there's nothing going to happen there. I finish my coffee and toast and head to get dressed. I head out to the store and remember the gun that Juice gave me. I put it in my purse before heading out the door. I need to get into the habit of having it with me. I head to the store to get what I need and home.

After another nap, I know I need to be up most of the night to sleep tomorrow for work tomorrow night, I am up and watching a movie when my phone rings. Looking at it, I see it's Juice. "Hello." I say as I answer. "Hey Princess. How'd you sleep?" he asks. "Good. Woke up about two and went to pick up a few things and then took another nap. Now to stay up all night so I can sleep tomorrow before work. But, how was your day?" I ask. "Not bad. Worked at the garage and then did club shit." he tells me without giving details. "So, what are you going to do all night?" Juice asks. "Normally I watch movies or walk the treadmill I have." I tell him. "That explains it." he says. "Explains what?" I ask confused. "How your ass looks so good in those jeans." he says and I start laughing. "Really. And just when were you checking out my ass?" I ask. "When you showed me that you had my gift with you." he says. "Oh yeah. Well, I'd check out your ass but your jeans aren't tight enough. Your shirt is a different story. You got some serious bulk going on there." I tell him. "You been checking me out Princess?" he asks. "So you can check me out but I can't check you out?" I ask laughing. "I'm not complaining." he tells me and I laugh harder. "You're such a goof." I tell him and he says "You call me that a lot." he tells me. "Can I ask you something?" I ask. "Sure." he says. "Why do you call me Princess?" I ask. "I don't know. It just seemed right." he tells me and I start laughing a little. "You're sweet. You know that?" I ask. "Sweet? Great. I was hoping you thought I was badass and sexy." he says. "Well…" I start and he cuts me off. "Well what?" he asks. "You are kinda badass I guess." I tell him. "What? No sexy?" he asks feigning hurt. "Oh you're sexy as hell." I say and start laughing. "You couldn't even say that with a straight face could you?" he asks. "Nope. But, hey, you are good looking." I tell him softly. We get quiet for a minute and he starts yawning. "Are you tired Juice?" I ask. "Been a long day but I'm okay." he tells me. "You don't have to stay up because of me. You need to sleep. You have to work tomorrow." I tell him. "Are you sure?" he asks. "I'm sure Juice. Get some sleep." I tell him. "Yeah. Okay. Good night Princess." he says. "Night goof." I tell him before we end the call.

I spend the entire night up watching movies and I walk five miles on the treadmill. Morning comes and I get a shower and head to bed when my phone goes off with a text.

J: Good morning Princess. Sleep well.

A: Morning Juice. Have a good day.

J: Are you working tonight?

A: Yeah. Have to be there at ten.

J: See you tonight. Sweet dreams.

A: See you tonight Juice. Be safe today...Please.

J: I will. Text me when you get up.

A: I will.

I sleep for most of the day and wake up about five. I get up and head to the kitchen to get coffee. I sit there and look at my phone and after I wake up a little more and decide to text Juice.

A: Are you busy?

J: Nah. Just got off work and out of the shower.

A: I missed you being all soapy and naked? Damn.

J: I could always shower with you.

A: You could but then you'd see me and that ain't happening.

J: Awe why not?

A: Anyway. How was your day?

He doesn't text back. He calls. I answer the phone. "Hey." I hear him on the other end "Hey Princess. You didn't answer my question." he says. "I know. How was your day?" I ask. "Not too bad. Might only need one bottle of Jack tonight." he tells me. "I'll have it behind the counter for you when you get there." I tell him. "You're the best." he says. "So I've been told." I tell him. "Really now. And what were you told you were the best at?" he asks, flirting with me. "Wouldn't you like to know." I say. "I really would. Might have to be there when you get off work and get it out of you." he says. "You'd have to feed me first." I tell him laughing. "Deal." he says and I start laughing harder. "Why are you so good to me Juice?" I ask. "Because you're worth it." he says. "Juice…" I start. "Look, I like you. You're a cool chick and you know who I am and don't judge me. That means something." He tells me. "You're a good guy. You're always good to me." I say. "You deserve to be treated well." he tells me and I sigh. "What?" he asks. "I like you too." I tell him. "So, you'll let me take you to breakfast in the morning?" he asks hopeful. "Yeah. I get off work at six." I say. "I'll be there waiting but I'm still coming to see you tonight." he tells me. "I'll be watching for you." I tell him. We talk a little longer before I start getting ready for work and he has to go do club shit.