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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters 'borrowed' from Lost Girl. I own my thoughts and own obvious creative liberties in the story. THIS STORY IS BASED ON THE GAME Grand Theft Auto V WHICH CONTAINS VIOLENCE, DRUGS, SEX, CRIME ECT. If you are not into any of that, please respectfully don't read.
Chapter 02:
I woke to the most beautiful sight I could have ever hoped to see. It took me a few moments to realize this wasn't a dream and that Flora Blooms was actually asleep beside me. No, Flora was just a mask she wore. A part she played intoxicatingly well. I was curious about who she was outside of the Vanilla Unicorn. I wanted to know more about Lauren. I wondered what her favorite song was, or even her favorite movie. Did she like to read? I could see that. After months of watching her dance at the club, it felt refreshing to get a glimpse of the real person behind the act. It was liberating to see there was substance to the lovely illusion she had created for herself.
I couldn't help but adore Lauren in her sweet slumber. Her beautiful hair fanned out on the pillow like shimmering waves in a calm sea. I had thought watching Lauren dance was seeing her at her most beautiful. I was dead wrong about that one. Seeing her asleep beside me with a look of complete peace on her face rather than her usual guarded expression. This was truly Lauren at her most beautiful. As if on cue, the butterflies I normally felt around her made their presence known. It was in this moment that I realized this was a sight I didn't think I could grow tired of seeing. I couldn't stop the nagging sense of dread as it crept into me, seeming to settle in the pit of my stomach. If I knew what was good for me, there wouldn't be a next time.
Suddenly I felt a familiar shift in the end of my bed, as a big fluffy gray cat hopped onto the bed. His lovely long mane was still tousled from sleep as he arrived to demand his morning cuddles. It was here that I watched his handsome yellow eyes zero in on our sleeping guest before meeting my own with an inquisitive look. I brought a finger to my lips in a shushing manner to which he reacted with an adorable sound I can only compare to a pigeon cooing accompanied by a tilt of his head. My gorgeous Maine Coon cat proceeded to give Lauren one last curious look before promptly jumping off the bed and trotting off to start his daily routines. I was extremely grateful that he made a rather quiet exit, he normally had a more dramatic flair in the morning. It seemed he too was affected by this strikingly beautiful angel. That's my boy.
Since I was awake, I decided that I would make Lauren some breakfast. After last night's talk, I feared that Lauren still saw herself as another conquest of mine. I would be lying if I said that I hadn't slept with some of the other ladies of the Vanilla Unicorn in the past. In my line of work, relationships are pretty hard to come by not to mention even more difficult to maintain. Relationships were a huge liability to be honest and there was a lot at stake here. Not only for myself but for my crew as well. If even one of us slipped up, everything could be over in an instant. Whether that would mean the rest of our lives behind bars or a deadly showdown with the police, I couldn't say. All I knew was that Lauren deserved better than someone who could never fully open up to her. If I was being honest with myself, I knew that I should have never taken Lauren up on her offer for a private dance.
In spite of these fears, I couldn't bring myself to walk away from her just yet. The mere thought of it had my chest tightening up uncomfortably. It really was for the best, Lauren would be much better off this way. I didn't always keep good company, hell I kept dangerous company. Looking at her sleeping form I couldn't stop the feeling of selfishness as it spread through me, but I didn't feel regret. I just wanted to get to know her better. I wanted to know what would make her smile, what made her sad so I would make sure never to do that. I wondered what made her laugh. I wanted to know what she wanted out of life, her aspirations. I wanted her to be happy and since I was on a roll with being honest with myself, I knew that I hoped to be the source of that happiness. This meant I had the task of showing her all the adoration and appreciation that she deserved. At least for now, I reasoned with myself. I felt up to the challenge as I began to gently pull myself away from this sleeping beauty, taking care not to wake her.
I quietly left my bedroom after visiting the bathroom for a quick shower, hoping to wash away my fears and doubts without success. I pulled on the nearest pair of shorts with a random tank top from my walk-in closet which was right next to the bathroom. With one last look at Lauren, I set off down the hall towards the kitchen to make breakfast. I arrived in my kitchen to find my cat waiting for me on top of the counter. His double meow informed that he wanted to discuss some things and urgently. I gave him an amused smile as I ruffled his fluffy mane, chuckling when he closed his eyes and began purring. This little guy was honestly super vocal. When he wasn't pleased about something he had absolutely no problem letting you know. He placed one of his big furry paws on my arm, letting me know that he was done with cuddles and it was time for business. All I could do was laugh, he was quite the character.
"What's up Victor, did you see the pretty lady in our bed?" I asked the chatty cat. His sharp meow let me know that he had indeed seen Lauren and he wanted to move forward with the conversation. His gaze switched between myself and the hallway leading to my bedroom and a sleeping Lauren.
"No buddy, you can't wake her up yet. We're gonna make her breakfast, ok?" I asked in the tone I reserved only for Victor. His soft meow let me know he was on board with things as his head nudged my hand to pet him some more. I obliged him in his wish as I once again fluffed up his adorable mane before placing a kiss square on his forehead.
I set about making breakfast for Lauren and myself, but soon realized I had no idea what she liked. I didn't want to wake her so I made a decision and would hope for the best. I began grabbing the bacon, some leftover potatoes from my favorite German restaurant, and eggs. I decided to go the extra mile and make some crepes as well. I sometimes found it ironic that in spite of the life I led, there was just something about cooking that seemed to have a calming effect on myself and one of my crew members. To be specific the leader of our crew, Jake, who was the opposite of calm most of the time. She was honestly one of the most intimidating people you could ever meet, scary even, but she was loyal as fuck. Her small size had absolutely no effect on her brutality. We often got together with bags of fresh ingredients, wanting to cook.
After the bacon, homefries, eggs, and crepes were pretty much done I went to the fridge in search of fruit to go with our breakfast. I was immediately assaulted by Victor rubbing himself against my legs as he pled his case for some morning wet food. All I could do was shake my head at the sheer cheekiness of this little guy. He was indignant enough to eat now and still demand food when I get around to eating shortly after as if nothing had ever happened. The entitlement of this little guy was unreal at times.
"Not yet my little lynx, you'll eat soon when we do. What you can do is go and wake that beautiful angel in the bed. Can you do that?" I asked gesturing toward the stairs. As if to confirm my wish, Victor looked toward the hallway and back at me with a meow. I nodded my approval and gestured for him to go wake up Lauren.
"You got it, buddy. Go and get her, wake her up like a gentleman. If you wake her up rudely, we're gonna have problems." I teased him, amused as I watched him trot down the hall to investigate our visitor.
I went to make a pot of coffee for when Lauren woke up, hoping she didn't have to leave immediately. As I was plating our breakfast, I felt arms wrap themselves around my waist as Lauren leaned into my back. I closed my eyes in complete contentment, happy that she seemed to be feeling good at the moment. I focused on the feel of her body against mine, how her soft embrace made me feel incredibly happy. Her presence seemed to quiet down the negative thoughts in my mind before they could assert themselves. I could definitely grow used to mornings like this. Lauren pressed her lips to the back of my shoulder in a soft kiss. I felt them turn up into a smile at the same time Victor rubbed against our legs. Of course, if there were cuddles to be had then he wanted in.
"I didn't know you had a cat. I woke up to this adorable one sitting on my chest and purring. Also leaned right into my face to smell me, it was quite charming." Lauren said with amusement. I couldn't help the laugh that escaped me at Victor's shameless antics.
"That's my boy Victor for you. He gave you a kiss it seems. He's usually more reserved around strangers. He's also a sucker for cuddles in the morning." I stated proudly, glad they seemed to have become friends quickly. I continued plating our breakfast, not wanting it to get cold before we could enjoy it.
"Where was he last night? I didn't see him at all." Lauren asked, sleep still evident in her tone.
"He was startled by the buzzer, and then he's usually pretty skittish around strangers. When he heard your voice he most likely decided to hide. It's actually pretty amazing how fast he warmed up to you." I admitted happily.
"I'm honoured to make Victor's acquaintance. It smells amazing in here, my mouth is literally watering. Did you make all of this? You really didn't strike me as the culinary type." Lauren spoke with honesty.
I turned around in her arms and was taken aback by her beauty. It was something I still wasn't used to, I wondered if I ever would be. I flashed her a brilliant smile before placing a lingering kiss on her lips. I couldn't help the grin when I noticed she was wearing my favorite oversized t shirt, the one with a picture of Victor's furry face on the front. I also noticed she wore the shirt only, leaving her long legs bare and free. I wrapped an arm around her waist while my free hand caressed Lauren's face. When she leaned into my touch, her eyes closed as a gorgeous smile crossed her face. I felt my heart squeeze as it picked up a more frantic pace at her show of trust. I studied her beautiful features as I took a silent steadying breath to calm my sudden nerves. I knew that this was a bad idea, but I was tired of holding myself back. I decided to push away my darker thoughts, enjoying the way Lauren made me feel. I could always walk away later.
"It's sort of a hobby. My friend Jake and I like to get together and just cook quite often. We usually buy a ton of fresh ingredients, cook for some friends, and enjoy great food with great company. It's therapeutic in a way." I confided. I was slightly taken aback by the look in her eyes. It was as if I could see the workings of her mind. I felt like Lauren was just as interested in getting to know me as I was with her.
"That sounds like it would be a fun time." Lauren said in what sounded like a hopeful tone. I was honestly nervous at the thought of her meeting the crew. I didn't feel ready to deal with that yet. I couldn't dwell on that right now, I wanted to enjoy the moment which was pretty damn sweet.
"Sometime. If you'll kindly take a seat, we can have breakfast. I'm just going to feed Victor really quickly, then I'll join you. Oh, the crepes are filled with apples and cheddar." I said, handing Lauren her plate of breakfast. I was aware that I packed the plates insanely full, but I wasn't sure of what Lauren liked and didn't like. I could only hope that the spread in front of her had enough variety that she would be happy. When in doubt, provide variety.
I made my way over to a cabinet labelled 'Victor's Stuff' and pulled his favorite can of wet food. I nearly tripped over him as I reached for his bowl, his excitement over his impending meal too much for him to handle. Sadly this was not the first time this has happened. It also wasn't the worst. It could be downright dangerous at times. I stole a glance at Lauren to see if she noticed the almost accident due to the excess of Victor's love. Luck was on my side it seemed. It was actually pretty funny how loving Victor could be when he was excited. It was as if he went around the apartment saying 'I love you table, I love you too recliner. I especially love you laptop.' Few things excited Victor like wet food, well maybe olives. As well as cheese, but that was beside the point. After giving Victor his highly anticipated breakfast, I made my way over to where Lauren sat at the kitchen bar.
I smiled when I noticed that Lauren had set up a spot for me beside her, her thoughtfulness leaving me genuinely touched. I grabbed us two mugs of coffee, two glasses of orange juice, and lastly brought over the cream and sugar for our coffee. As I sat down beside Lauren, I snuck another glance at her and beamed with pride at the sight of her enjoyment of our breakfast so far. I couldn't deny the gratification that came with someone enjoying a meal that I make. The sound of cutlery meeting plates as well as the appreciative moans from Lauren had me feeling ecstatic. I would cook her breakfast every morning if she would let me. I couldn't think of a better way to spend a morning. This was absolutely perfect, breakfast with an angel. I found myself overcome by a sudden urge to protect her. I wasn't about to let anyone hurt her, including myself.
"I hope you slept well, up until Victor woke you of course." I mentioned, hoping that she was enjoying her stay with me. Lauren graced me with a radiant smile, her beauty holding me captive yet again.
"I did actually, thank you. The complimentary wake-up call from Victor was the best. You know, I had been hoping you would call me for a while now. I looked forward to when you would stop by the club because I always enjoyed the dances I gave you." Lauren revealed with a smile. She continued on before I could think of what to say.
"Truthfully, I didn't think last night was going to lead to where it did. I meant what I told you, Bo. I don't sleep with my clientele. That aside, I am very glad it happened though. Also it was rude of me to just fall asleep without returning the favour. I'm no-" I silenced the beginnings of her rant with a kiss, delighted when she responded earnestly.
I stroked along her gorgeous jawline with my fingertips before cupping her face, pressing another kiss to her lips. Lauren was a sweetheart, bothered by the fact that we had fallen asleep not long after she was spent last night. I couldn't allow her to feel bad when I did indeed find release.
"It's ok Lauren, really. I actually did come last night, literally just from touching you. Seeing how you reacted to me, hearing the sounds you made, I guess I couldn't handle your beauty." I added in a teasing tone, loving the fact that Lauren's face reddened at my confession.
"Has anyone ever told you that you are too fucking cute? Oh god, I can't even handle it." I groaned out in mock agony. I followed that up by showering Lauren's neck with quick kisses. The laughter that erupted from this gorgeous girl was like music to my ears. I knew that I would be trying to make her laugh as much as I could, nothing compared to that melodic sound.
I couldn't ignore the happiness I felt at the knowledge that she had been wanting this as much as me. I also couldn't ignore the panic that set in with what sounded like Lauren acknowledging this attraction between us. I decided I was going to try as I recaptured Lauren's lips, something I enjoyed losing myself in. I couldn't get enough of her kisses, they were honestly like nothing I had ever experienced. It's not that she kissed in a completely different way or anything, but something about her lips against mine just drove me crazy. I was still amazed that she had unknowingly made me come just by touching her, tasting her, by hearing the lovely sounds she was making. Yeah, that was definitely something new.
I smiled when I felt her hands gently hold the sides of my face, enjoying her touch. After Lauren broke the kiss, her eyes held a certain look that I wasn't able to read. I began to wonder if something was wrong when she pulled me towards her, our lips meeting in another heated kiss. I wasn't able to stop the quiet moan that escaped me against Lauren's eager lips. Breakfast was now a thing of the past. I think I had an idea of what Lauren had in mind now. My heart began jackhammering as if I had just been told to take out individuals wielding rocket launchers with nothing more than my Pegassi Zentorno, my most prized luxury super car. Again. Lauren had no idea what she did to me.
Without breaking off our deepening kiss, I brought the two of us to our feet. Placing my hands on her waist, I began guiding us toward the large sectional in the living room. I was not willing to part with her long enough to take this back to my bed. Lauren seemed to agree with this decision as she too was unwilling to break the kiss. I could feel her hands as they gripped the back of my shirt, pulling me flush against her. Her eagerness was sending delicious chills of desire throughout me, my body feeling hypersensitive to her touch. As my legs touched the front of one of the armchairs, I felt Lauren's hands leave my shirt. I suddenly found myself sitting in the chair as Lauren, having pushed me onto it, was now straddling me.
Leaning my head back all I could do was stare in awe. Amazed that such an exquisitely beautiful creature existed, and that she decided to set her pleasantly piercing gaze upon me. My hands seemed to move on their own and began trailing along her body, having slipped beneath her shirt. I gave her hips an appreciative squeeze absolutely loving how soft she felt. Her honey coloured eyes had locked onto mine, and then it was as if I was transfixed by their intensity. If Lauren wanted to kill me at this very moment, I honestly would have done nothing to stop her. This was how enraptured she had me, I was her willing captive. There was nowhere else I would rather be in this moment then basking in the glow of Lauren's beauty.
I began pushing her shirt up ever so slowly, trailing the newly exposed skin with my lips. I could feel the quivery intake of breath Lauren took, intrigued by the beautiful whisper it made. She set a fire in my veins, it was like she made every one of my nerve endings come alive every time she touched me. It was as if I were gasoline and Lauren was that glorious spark that creates an uncontrollable blaze. As I continued bringing her shirt higher, my lips found their goal. Lauren's sharp hiss and arching of her back made me smile against the newly sensitive skin of her nipple. I flicked my tongue around the hardening flesh, garnering all kinds of wonderful sounds from Lauren. I shivered at the amount of pleasure pulsing through me as Lauren invaded all of my senses.
The shrill sound of a ringing phone was like someone had poured cold water on us. Lauren left my lap to retrieve her phone from the coffee table where she had left it the night before. After taking a look at the screen, a groan of frustration left her. She sent back a quick reply, her face tightened in obvious annoyance. After placing her phone back, her eyes met mine in an apologetic manner. She ran a hand through her tousled waves, chuckling slightly.
"That was my boss at the club, one of the girls can't show up for her day shift. I have to go, I'm honestly not trying to get you hot and bothered without gratification twice in a row." Lauren said, looking embarrassed.
I stood from where I sat, sad that she had to go now. On the other hand, I was also glad that she seemed to be having a good time until her phone reminded us of reality. I smiled at her as I brought a hand to her cheek. I couldn't fault her for having to work, my job could call at any time of the day or night. I didn't run on a normal schedule either.
"I understand Lauren, and don't worry I'm not keeping score or anything. Actually, I was wondering if you would be ok with me taking you out some time. I would very much like to get together with you again, I really enjoy your company." I said before I could stop myself, hoping that she would say yes.
I could see the surprise flash across her eyes. It was quickly replaced by hesitation and then determination as she met my eyes again. "I would really like that, actually. I'll call you soon and we'll sort out the details? I'm going to go grab my stuff and head out." She said, her more serious demeanour reasserting itself as she headed to my room.
I began cleaning up while she went to collect her stuff and get dressed. I had insisted she borrow some of my clothes since she had arrived in nothing but lingerie and heels beneath her gorgeous trench coat. I had offered her the use of my shower as well, knowing a nice shower was always a good start to my day. Victor rubbed against my leg, looking up at me before meowing softly. I bent down to scoop him up into my arms, giving him a gentle squeeze and kiss on his furry cheek.
"Yeah buddy, she has to go to work. We can't keep her. Dude, stop giving me that look." I exclaimed as Victor fixed me with an unimpressed look. He took this time to meow again as he was never one to back down in an argument. He followed that up by squirming in my arms until I let him go, landing on his feet and walking away toward the hallway. I could only hope he wouldn't trip Lauren on the way.
I was just finishing loading the dishwasher when I heard Lauren coming back out. I looked to see her walking up with none other than Victor in her arms, his face looking smug as fuck. Lauren's laughter ringing out made me realize my mouth had literally fallen open, my eyes wide in shock at my cat's betrayal. He continued to stare at me as I were an idiot, like I had missed out on the fact that he and Lauren were best friends. I looked back at Lauren, incredulous at my cat's behaviour. He was a friendly guy, but he didn't let people pick him up until he had really warmed up to them. I simply shook my head and chuckled.
"I'm sorry, Victor doesn't let new people pick him up. He takes a while to get comfortable enough with someone for that. He has clearly decided that you are awesome and that he likes you." I offered, still reeling slightly. Lauren placed a kiss on Victor's forehead before putting him down.
"Well then, I am glad that I received the Victor seal of approval. He's a sweet little guy and you were right, he does love to cuddle. I'm going to head out now, but I had a great time with you Bo. You have my number." Lauren said with a last kiss to my cheek.
I had walked her out to the elevator before I suddenly remembered something. I quickly pulled a few bills out of my pocket, placing them in Lauren's hand as she waited for the elevator doors to open. She turned to me in surprise, looking at the money and then back at me before she tried to give it back. She looked slightly upset that I tried to pay her for last night's dance.
"I can't accept that Bo, not after what happened last night. I'm not that kind of girl." Lauren said in a muted tone, trying to place the money back in my hand.
"That isn't what I'm saying Lauren, it's not like that. You did come to my house to dance for me, to which there is a fee. However I can see that whatever I say won't change how you feel on the matter. May I pay for your cab, please? It's the least that I can do." I said pleadingly, hoping she would accept.
"Ok Bo, since you asked nicely. I really do have to go now, take care. Oh, and I'd love to hear from you sooner rather than later." Lauren said with a final smile before the elevator took her away.
As I walked back to my apartment, all I could think about was the fact that I may have royally fucked up. Don't get me wrong, I had enjoyed every moment with Lauren but I wasn't so sure if I could go any further with her. What made things worse was the fact that Lauren had expressed an interest in me as well. No scratch that. The worst thing about this was how badly I wanted to see her again. Not only that, but that I had gone and asked her out too. I was really digging a hole for myself here and if I was smart, I would just leave her alone.
Crazy thing was that I still had every intention of taking Lauren out on a date. I still felt elated at the fact that she accepted and wanted to spend more time together, actually getting to know each other. Well, as much as I could anyway. In this moment I didn't want to be defined by my job, and I could understand Lauren was also feeling that. In spite of her job, I never really saw her as just some stripper when I looked at her. I had always been mesmerized by her presence alone since the moment I laid eyes on her. I was gifted with a glimpse at the person beneath it all. By that logic, perhaps I shouldn't see just some three bit gangster about to taint the life of a beautiful girl. I could at least entertain that notion for now.
I made my way back to my living room, taking a seat on one of the armchairs set up beside the sectional sofa and coffee table.
Victor hopped on another armchair with a meow as if to announce his arrival. He proceeded to stretch and yawn in my face while he flexed his big fluffy paws. I reached over to him ruffling his mane once more, giggling when he suddenly made a grab for my arm and began bunny kicking me. He didn't use his claws thankfully and bit me very lightly, showing me his playful attitude. I knew how easily he could inflict damage. His kitten days had been full of trial and error, he hadn't known his own strength yet. I waited patiently for him to let up, knowing the consequences of pulling my arm away while he was holding it. The ringing of my phone distracted Victor enough for me to make a quick escape back to my own chair. I answered my phone after seeing Jake's name across the screen.
"Jake, what's going on?" I greeted casually, not always able to predict what her call could be about.
"Hey Bo, we've got a job in the works. Me and the boys are on our way over to your place, we'll probably get here in 15. Especially since your brother isn't staying in Paleto Bay anymore." Jake mentioned with a laugh.
"Tell me about it, waiting 2 hours on his ass to arrive just so we could get shit planned. Good call on that house, it was a steal for the price we paid. Anyway, let me know when you get here. I'll see you soon." I said effectively ending the call.
I cast a look over at Victor noting that he had rolled onto his back and was just chilling out like that. He would be thrilled when the crew showed up, he was sort of our little mascot. He always liked seeing my brother Vincent and he also had a good bromance with Jake's twin brother Oskar. None of that compared to how much Victor loved Jake herself. He would follow her everywhere she went when she was visiting and would just meow endlessly at her. In a way he was everyone's cat, the crew cat. Victor would soon be overcome with excitement at the guests. I scooted to the edge of my chair, getting ready to roll a few joints in preparation for the meeting. I couldn't wait to be working this job, whatever it would be. Maybe I would be able to shake the foreign feelings that Lauren's visit had left me with.