The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (books to read now .txt) 📖

Even though it was school and business hours for many in the city, the park was still fuckin packed. Mothers with their fancy ass strollers sipping latte’s, chatted with other bored, desperate housewives, as their toddlers ate the sand and ran around like wildebeests. Couples spread out picnics on the grass, the men no doubt hoping to get laid later for their efforts. Artists had their easel set up randomly throughout the park, vendors serving their greasy or gluten free overpriced products, joggers running to and fro in bringing their spandex game strong as fuck. And who could forget the dog walkers being drug behind the purebreds owned by the rich ass people too good to clean up their dog’s shit?

                Leo looked like he was in Heaven. He took a deep breath of that melting pot of smells ranging from boob sweat to roasted nuts. He headed towards a cart and bought a hot dog with all the fixings, and ignored Amberleigh’s refusal as he placed a dog in her hands as well.

                “You can’t come to the park and not buy a hot dog. It’s like a requirement,” he explained, “Besides I’ve only gotten food poisoning like twice from here, so its fine.”

                He made a variety of noises as he bit into his juicy piece of meat, and Amberleigh couldn’t help if her imagination took that shit and ran with it. If hot dogs gave Leo orgasms, she imagined what she could do to him. The sounds she could bring from those luscious lips of his. She took a bite of her own, and it was fuckin delicious.

                “It is really good. I haven’t been here in ages. Thanks.”

                “You have to try the Brazilian nuts here too. Their to die for.”

                “I’ll bet,” she grinned, “Where’d you say you were from again?” she teased.

                He laughed again, “I see what you did there. But I was born and raised in Omega City. Nothing exotic or fancy I’m afraid. So tell me about yourself…”

                He finished off his hotdog rather quickly and waited expectantly for her to answer his question. She took another bite of her own, and wondered how much about her he already knew. Probably the whole damn file as he and Grayson were close.

                “Not much to tell really. As you know I grew up in the Fringe. And I work at the Cobra Club. Would you like to feed the ducks?”

                He didn’t seem thrown by the abrupt subject change. Instead, he grinned and bought a bag of questionable bread from an old woman who looked disheveled. Homeless people loitered around the park from time to time, selling things and panhandling, but were eventually run off by law enforcement. Not that it stopped them from reassembling the next day.

                For a while, Amberleigh and Leo sat about their task of contributing to the overpopulation of ducks in the park. And these weren’t the sweet little ducklings in storybooks, no these were hungry, persistent and large  mother-quackers. Especially a seedy bastard with battle scars who made his way closer with an ear piercing quack, demanding his cut. Amberleigh had to admit she was a bit intimated and feed him most of her lot. A little girl screamed bloody murder and ran for her life when she was surrounding by a gang of the webbed bullies, as one snatched the bag right out of her hand. Yeap, that kid would need therapy for sure.

                Amberleigh was watching a dog chase a ball into the pond when she heard Leo mutter shit! A mother wearing her kid nearby gave Leo a disapproving look, and he stammered an apology. Amberleigh arched an eyebrow in his direction and watched as he looked at a group of young women in jogging gear approaching down the path. None of them were jogging, all were in full makeup, and two were sipping on thousand-calorie loaded coffees. Posers, attention seekers, for fuckin sure.

                                “You know them?” she couldn’t help but ask Leo.

Leo walked closer to her and kept his voice low as he spoke.

                “This is not good. Do you trust me?” he asked.

                “Why does everyone keep asking me that today? Yes. Sure.”

                “Good. Just go with it okay?”

                She had no time to ask him anything else, because Leo placed his hands on her cheeks and pulled her lips to his. It took less than a second to surrender to his kiss, open her mouth to him, and pray he slipped some tongue into her mouth. His lips felt as amazing as they looked. Would it be ok if she slipped him some tongue?

                She was more than happy to be a willing participant in whatever Leo was hoping to achieve here. His hands tangled into her hair all sexy like, but unfortunately he kept his tongue to himself. All too soon in her opinion, he broke the kiss and she realized why. The group of women, giggling like hyenas on crack, had passed by. Fuck.