AN: I have to admit, I am having trouble giving myself a night off from writing. I blame the lack of interest to do anything else.
So I bring you another chapter and hope of reader enjoyment.
Chapter eleven
That's not me!
Kelly didn't really like what she was now wearing, or the fact that it was all she was wearing on a chilly November night. Her hair even when down didn't change anything, a short skirt that stop just over her thighs teamed with a tight fitting top. All in all Kelly felt exposed, she didn't like how the top left nothing to the Imagination and the heels pinched her feet in ways feet shouldn't be pinched.
Getting on the back of Opie's bike was the safest bet, but he was only taking her so far. The rest was up to her, and Kelly spent the whole ride going over her plan, every detail playing in her head as she reminded herself why she was doing this.
"Good luck." Opie said as he avoided staring at Kelly's cleavage.
Kelly nodded, she was using every muscle in her body to stop her teeth chattering in the cold. All she could do is watch Opie ride away, she had reached the point of no return now.
Walking slowly towards the building, well her getting there slowly was all down to the six inch heels that her feet were never used to walking in. She could see the guard right where Jax said he would be.
Pulling herself together Kelly walked over to the night guard that has Mike on the name badge. "Sorry darlin but these premises are private and out of bounds..." His voice was rough, but Kelly could feel his eyes oggling over her exposed skin.
"But I have a problem..." Kelly stepped closer, "My car has broken down, I'd call a tow truck, but my cell phone just died on me." Her hand reached into her bra, and she knew night guard Mike was enjoying the view.
"Now isn't that a shame." Mike smirked still staring at Kelly, "What you want me to do about it sugar?"
Kelly inhaled, "Well you could be kind by letting me use your phone." She poked her head into the small office seeing the cctv screens.
"Yes, but what's in it for me?" He licked his lips, he was not being subtle at all, and the way he was looking made Kelly want to dry heave.
She inhaled a deep breath, it took everything she had to keep a good poker face. "Well maybe we can go into your office, and work something out..." It was Kelly's turn to lick her bottom lip seductively as her hand played up his shirt.
"I see." Mike lightly brushed his hand down Kelly's waist pulling her into the office closing the door.
Kelly listened as a click made her understand that Mike had just locked the door, the feeling of being trapped was freaking Kelly out, but she held it together.
"You don't mind me playing some music?" Mike asked with a sleazy tone to his voice.
Kelly shook her head, "No music is fine..." She waited until his back was to her freeing the small injection from her bra, in a matter of seconds she'd taken the lid off and plunged the needle into Mike's neck knocking him out instantly.
Picking up keys Kelly paused all the camera, she rushed to the door while quickly testing juice with the green light. Unlocking the door Kelly didn't look back at Mike passed out on the floor.
Juice pulled up to the small office as Kelly was exiting and locking the night guard in, he gave her the look over, but as sexy as she looked he could tell by her face she didn't like wearing it. "You did good..." Juice got off the bike, he was quick to take his jacket off to put it on her.
"Thanks, but this is your part." Kelly pulled the jacket around tighter and took in the scent of the leather mixed with Juice's aftershave. "Good luck." Kelly added with a smile as Juice took the keys off her.
"Thanks." Juice smiled quickly kissing her, he didn't know why he did it, but kept smiling. "Good luck kiss..." He winked heading to where he needed to go leaving Kelly by his bike.
Walking into the empty house Kelly threw her keys on the hallway table, kicking the annoying heels off she turned to face Juice. "Thanks for the ride." She let out a yawn stretching her arms, "Guess you got a lot to work out hu?" She asked watching him standing in the hallway.
"Yeah..."Juice replied, but had something that was bugging him. "Was last night a one off?"
Kelly spun around facing him, if there was a time for awkward silence, now wasn't it. "Well I never gave it much thought, don't guys normally decide that?" Kelly quickly pulled her hair up, she kept standing still studying over Juice.
"We haven't really talked since, and as much of a pussy I sound for saying it, I just I wanted to ask you if it was something you'd like to repeat?"
Kelly bit her lip, her hand going from her waist to her hip, she kept quiet thinking everything over in her head. "That was a lot..." She kept her tone neutral. "I don't mind." Kelly let a small smile slip. " Wanna help me out of these annoying clothes?"
Juice didn't wait launching himself in her direction.
Opie could see Lyla sitting on the couch when he opened the front door, her eyes lightly opened to the sound of Opie shutting the door behind himself. "I told you not to wait up." his tone bitter as he pulled his jacket off hanging it up.
Lyla carefully got up from the couch, she studied over Opie for a second before brushing her hair back. "I was worried," her voice was a soft whisper not to wake the sleeping kids.
"And I said it was nothing to worry about." Opie tried to keep his tone even, but no matter how many ways he sugar coats it, he wasn't happily married.
"Well you asked for some of my work clothes for club business and I..." Her voice shivered when she thought of the worst.
"I told you it's not what you think, you'll get the outfit back soon." He looked around the empty living room, the house wasn't how he remembered it. Always empty sincere day Gonna was taken from him, he would never be the same husband for Lyla that he was for Donna. "Right now I'm beat, I gotta lot to do tomorrow so I'm gonna go sleep." He headed to the bedroom leaving Lyla standing alone in the living room.
She brushed her hands over her face, she let out a deep sigh before turning off the lamp she had on, part of her didn't want to go to bed, but her feet took her there. As much as it hurt her, she knew the cracks were already showing in her marriage and it was a matter of time before it all fell down.
