Chapter 3-Cat Eyes
"Now Gerry, what in that god damn mind thought it was a good idea to do that to Izzy?" Ray said as he looked at Gerry's bloody face as his chair still lay horizontal on the ground and Gerry starred up at him "..Actually I don't want to know since it's going to be shit coming out of your mouth," Ray then kicked Gerry in the ribs.
"She was asking for it," Gerry said and spit blood out at Ray which then got him a kick from Avi. "Bastard."
"No, you just pissed me off," Ray said "You hurt Izzy, who is by far so more patient than I am," He then held out his hand and Avi handed him a bat, which then Ray took and slammed it against Gerry's knee caps and heard a pop and Gerry's cries of pain.
"Why are you doing this, for that whore, I've seen her at her night job. She asked for it begged me for it," Gerry cried out between the pain in his body, "I was just giving her what she wanted."
"Frist off, Izzy would never beg for it. Second, no one asked to be raped, or anything in that range. And third, you don't know what she wants," Ray said and smashed the bat against his knees again and heard a wail of pain erupt from Gerry, just before Avi went and delivered another swift kick to his ribs.
"Now what will be a fitting punishment for him," Ray said as he rested the bat against the wall as Gerry tried to call out for help "Oh I wouldn't bother with that, no one is going to heard you scream."
Isabel rolled over in her bed and felt someone was lying next to her. She opened her eyes and saw Ray was sleeping next to her still in his suit. Isabel looked at the clock and saw it was 4am and she groaned she was not moving from the bed today.
"I already called, you're not going to work for the next few weeks," Ray said with his eyes closed. "Go back to bed Izzy."
"Shouldn't you be at home?" Isabel said as she was lying on her stomach looking at Ray.
"Told her I was working late," Ray said "Someone had to take care of your trouble butt." His eyes meet Isabel and she just looked at him "Don't give me that look Izzy; someone has to watch out for you."
"Probably," Isabel said and closed her eyes "You can head home Ray I will be fine in my apartment, and from the state of your knuckles I don't have to worry about Gerry anymore."
"Damn right," Ray said as he felt Isabel's hand run over his knuckles as he closed his eyes again.
"She doesn't like Hollywood, does she?" Isabel said as she heard a deep sigh from Ray. "You look worn out Ray." Isabel then got on her elbows and looked at Ray "You're going to start going grey Ray if you run yourself ragged."
"Typical, I save your ass, you're all fucked up and you're lecturing me about taking care of myself." Ray said as he opened his eyes again and looked at Isabel. "You are defiantly a piece of something Izzy."
"Well no one else is going to tell you Ray," Isabel said "Go home, sleep with your wife."
"Trying to get rid of me Izzy?" Ray asked as he heard her sigh "I know your looking out for me."
"Someone has to keep you out of trouble," She smiled as Ray was looking at her "I will be fine Ray."
"I know," Ray said as he sat up in bed and kissed Isabel on the forehead "Get some sleep, I will check on you later."
"Alright," Isabel said "Try and take it easy Ray," she then laid back down in bed "Lock the door on the way out okay."
"Of course I'm not stupid," Ray said and Isabel just laughed quietly to herself as he walked towards her side of the bed and kneeled down next to her so he could look at her in the eyes "I mean it Izzy I don't want you to move from this bed unless your need too. We clear?"
"Crystal," lsabel said as Ray showed her some pills.
"Takes these next time you wake up," Ray said and she nodded before closing her eyes "Night doll."
"Goodnight Ray," Isabel said and closed her eyes and hugged her pillow as she heard Ray walk out of her apartment. "Damn it now I have to clean my bed, I can't let it smell like Ray….or I could he does always smell so nice…damn it Isabel you're talking to yourself again…." Isabel gave in and went back to bed snuggling into the side of the bed that Ray was just at.
"So, must be having a good dream huh," a voice said next to Isabel and she let out a muffled replied "Oh is it about me, I'd totally go straight for you my dear Isabel to get a taste of that sweet escape between your legs."
"Mac?" Isabel said and turned her head and blinked and saw Mac sitting on her bed. "What? What time is it?"
"11:30am and I though I'd come over, see how my best bitch is. And to my surprise you were dry humping your bed and moaning, rather…how to put it….pleasurably," Mac said and Isabel just groaned. "Roger had to leave since it was even making him want to jump me in your bathroom."
"Oh god you didn't?" Isabel said more awake and got up off her stomach.
"No," Mac said with a smile and then saw Isabel "You look like shit."
"Thank you that's what every woman wants to hear waking up," Isabel said and sat up in bed.
"So I take it Ray was here last night, hmmmm…..ooohhh was it a dream about him," Mac said and grabbed Isabel around the waist and whispered in her ear "It got you all hot and bothered didn't it."
"Oh fuck you Mac," Isabel said and wiggled out of his arms as Mac just laughed as she walked out of her room and saw Roger making her French toast.
"You don't like eggs right?" Roger said and flipped them over and looked at Isabel and didn't say anything as he continued to cook "I take it it's been taken care of?"
"Yea Ray did that last night," Isabel said sitting at her kitchen island.
"Good," Roger said as Isabel started to take a sip of orange juice "You ever tell him he gets you hot below the belt?" Isabel chocked on her juice and Mac came out and patted her back a little.
"Really you two?" Isabel wined "He's married as i D….with a capital D at the end."
"So?" Roger said as he turned and put the French toast he had on a plate and gave them to her as Mac got the syrup out of the frig. "My brother's wife knows her and thinks she has a stick so far up there that not even a good fucking could get rid of."
"No, just no," Isabel said "He's my friend."
"Whose name you were moaning out in your sleep," Mac said with a wicked smile. "I bet you two could be very good friends."
"If I didn't hurt so much I'd kick you out of my apartment," Isabel mumbled and took a bite of her food and moaned in happiness.
"Yea like that," Mac said and pretended to be Isabel for a moment and looked at Roger and grabbed on to him and started to talk in a girly voice "Oh Ray, my hero come fuck me on this counter right her I'm so wet for you, my pussy if dripping in anticipation till you pound me into next year. Oh Ray come on I can't take it anymore. Take me I'm yours!" Roger just held in a laugh as Mac jumped in his arms "Right here on this island."
Roger then bent Mac over the island and Isabel threw her syrup bottle at them as they laughed and stopped.
"I do not sound like that!" Isabel said and threw her napkins at them next "And no sex on my island I have to eat here or anywhere in my apartment,"
"Oh come on Isabel just admit it," Roger said "You do like him."
"I hate you both," Isabel said and shoved more food in her mouth "So much."
"Oh baby we know," Mac said "But seriously, he beat up someone for you…well more like probably killed them."
"I'm his best friend," Isabel said "Well probably not best friend, I've just known him for a while, besides I met him after he was married and he had kids." She then put her fork down "I'm not exactly top a material guys."
"Isabel, a man like that would notice a women like you." Roger said with a smile "He'd be stupid not too."
"Uh huh a women like me?" Isabel said "Please, there are more fine ass women out there who don't strip just to feel a rush. Also who have more, well less weight and don't have some fucked up things that shouldn't be shared."
"Isabel, you strip because you like brining down powerful men with your body, I've watched you dance. It's amazing; your body just oozes a sinful night of pleasure. So what real men want some curves to a woman so they can grab on, like that fine ass of yours. I personally love it." Mac said "And me and Roger been thinking of talking your into a threesome since it would be so naughty. You got a relax persona that's hides a hellcat. And bitch please you are the most fine ass women I know."
"If I wasn't pissed at you, I probably kiss you, Mac." Isabel said and Mac just laughed.
"It's true Isabel, you sell yourself short, and don't let what Gerry almost did affect you," Roger said and handed Isabel an envelope "I got you a new job and a bitching coworker…me"
"What?" Isabel said.
"Oh I never told you I work days at the other hospital downtown," Roger said "Daytime security."
"Damn it," Mac said "You guys get alone time and I don't?"
"Oh don't worry Mac we will have plenty of alone time," Isabel said with a smile.
"Better believe it," Mac said and then grabbed Isabel face and kissed her on the lips "Eat your food and enjoy naughty dreams about Ray. Ooh baby," he then dodged a hand from Isabel and ran for the door.
"Relax," Roger said and kissed her cheek "You got plenty of time before you have to tolerate working with me."
"Thanks Roger," Isabel said as they both walked out of her apartment.
Isabel decided it was time to take a nice hot shower to dull the ache she felt in her body. She walked towards her room and stripped off her clothes before hopping in a steaming shower. About a half hour later Isabel decided she probably had to get out, she then realized she left her clean clothes on the rack in the living room drying so she left the towel in her hair and headed out to the living room naked.
"I love living alone," Isabel said to herself as she reached the rack and bent over to pick up her underwear and a pair of shorts and a tank when she heard the front door open and turned towards it seeing Ray.
"Hey Izzy, I came to…,"Ray said and stopped as he saw a naked Isabel standing in her living room holding clothes in her hands with a towel wrapped in her hair.
"Ummm…" Isabel said with a nervous smile "Hey Ray."
"You're naked," Ray said as he looked at her and shamefully looked at her body a little too much since she was standing naked in front of him.
"It would seem so," Isabel said as they stood awkwardly in her living room.