Ch. 3

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

Flynn drove us up to the front of the same hobby store where we met. I turned around and saw Flynn smirking at me and holding a ski mask.

"ohhhh no."

"Oh, common punzie, live a little!"

"What if we get caught?"

"We'll be caught together." He said, holding my hand

"Ok, fine. But no guns."

"Promise."

We both ran up to the store and saw the manager at the counter. He was all shaken up from the last robbery so this time he just handed over the money and begged us not to hurt him. Flynn ran around the store, picking up art supplies for me. We finally got out of the store with five hundred dollars in cash and about one hundred dollars worth of art supplies.

"Happy birthday, Rapunzel." He said, handing the bag art supplies to me.

We both took off the masks and drove off.

"Mind if we pass by my place to get something?"

"Nope."

We drove about ten miles down to Flynn's tiny yellow apartment.

"I like the color."

"My ex painted it for me."

I bit my lip and walked behind him. It looked like he didn't really like to talk about her much so I stayed silent.

"You can talk, you know. Its only one ex. I'm pretty sure you have some too."

"Actually…I don't."

"How can a pretty girl like you not have fifty guys on top of you?"

"I have a lot of baggage."

Flynn opened the door to his apartment and let me go through. He turned on the light and the apartment was pretty neat. It didn't have much but it was surprisingly very clean. He had one sofa and an old TV. From the looks of it his bed room was across the hall with a bathroom attached to it.

"Make yourself at home. I'll go put this away were its safe."

I sat down on the couch to wait for Flynn to come back. I heard barking in another room and I heard Flynn's voice

"Shush, max! We have a visitor!"

I saw a white dog run out of his room. He ran up to me and jumped on my lap, licking my face.

"Max!" Flynn yelled

The dog quickly got off the chair and ran to his master. I giggled at the thought of Flynn rider, the dashing thief, owning a cute puppy.

"Sorry about that." he chuckled.

"It's fine. He's really cute. His name is max?"

"No, it's Maximus. But I call him max for short."

"That's adorable." I smiled.

He sat down next to me and put his arm around me.

"What kind of baggage were you talking about?"

"Parent problems."

"Who doesn't have parent problems?" Flynn chuckled.

I looked at him dead in the eye and he cleared his throat.

"Continue."

"My father abandoned my mother and I when I was only a few months old. My mother would always keep me locked up in my room. She would go out and drink and bring men over. I would almost never eat because she would never bring me food when I was locked up. It was like being in a prison. One day, my mother was so drunk she forgot to lock my door. I took the opportunity to leave her. I ran as fast as I could and hid inside the snuggly duckling. Vlad took me in and treated me like a sister. I worked in the bar for a while until I got enough money to buy my own place. And here I am."

Flynn looked at me wide eyed and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer.

"I know how you feel, punzie."

I dug my face into his neck and sighed deeply. I wanted to cry but I was too tired. I felt his hand go through my hair. He kissed me on the forehead and continued

"You can stay here for the night if you want."

"thanks." I looked up at him and he kissed my nose.

We were embracing for about thirty minutes and he started kissing my neck. He wasn't doing it out of lust but comfort. He wanted me to feel comfortable with him. In return, I kissed his cheek. I ran my fingers through his brown hair and snuggled closer.

"I'm an orphan." He spat out.

I let go of his grasp and looked at his face.

"I'm sorry."

"No big deal, it was fun for the most part. I kept trying to run away from the orphanage. Everyone hated me there and didn't want anything to do with me. When I was sixteen I got up and left for good. I started robbing banks and stores, anything to get bread on the table. I finally collected enough money for this shack. So, here I am."

I smiled at him softly and put my head on his chest.

"We both have a lot of baggage." I chuckled.

"Yea. But don't worry; I will never ever leave you. That's a promise."

"Will you lock me up in my room?" I said, jokingly.

"Only when you deserve it." He wiggled his eyebrows and winked at me.

I giggled and he lifted my head up. I looked at his hazel eyes that looked right through me. I gulped as he started kissing me, softly. His kisses started to travel lower until he reached my chest. He looked up at me and I nodded. He unbuttoned my uniform and started to take of his shirt.

" I know I have only known you for a day and a half but I love you."

I ignored him and let him continue. He kissed my abdomen and ran his hands down my now exposed body. I felt absolutely weak under him. He finally got settled in between my legs and looked at me sweetly waiting for the heads up. I did and he slid it in slowly. I bit my lip in pain. He continued with his hands on my hip bones. I got so frazzled that I woke up the next morning not knowing what the hell happened. All I could remember was him finishing off and landing on top of me, his heaving chest pining me to the sofa. When I screamed his name he corrected me. I could have sworn I heard him say

"Eugene. Its Eugene."