10
Bruce was unable to get Joe’s proposal out of his mind. That night, he did not even use his motorcycle to ride to Bonanza Road. He rented a small, blue Chevrolet, as if he wanted to get rid of everything that would remind him the life as an outlaw. Melissa used a cab to get there, but Bruce was prepared for that. Apparently, she remembered his suggestion and left her Harley parked in her garage. The fact that he waited for her in the car seemed to trouble her. As much as he had missed her that day, he did not even glance at her when she got in.
“Ok, I’m not going to ask about my kiss, but not even a ‘hi, how was your day?’ Really?” Melissa protested.
“Hi.” Bruce hummed. “Where are we going?”
“Well, nowhere until you tell me what’s wrong.” She grumbled. A faint smile quickly spread across his face.
“This is so weird.” He said, staring at the steering wheel. “I mean, we barely know each other and yet here you are, worrying about me.”
“What if I am?” She wondered, putting her hand on his shoulder.
“Thank you.” Bruce whispered, turning to her. “I’m in a tough spot. The president of the local charter wants me to join his crew.”
“Oh.” Melissa gave a gasp of surprise. “What are you going to do?”
“I have no idea.” He responded. “If I say ‘yes’, I’ll stay here. I’ll be living in Boulder City. But returning to the MC means a whole lot more than that. Ok, we’ll be able to see each other a lot, but do you really want to date an outlaw?”
“That’s one tough question.” She commented. “It’s your life, Bruce. You’ll be risking a lot if you stay here. It’s not just my father. Vegas is full of all sorts of criminals. Trust me, I’ve represented a few of them. I’d love it if you stayed, I really would. But is it really worth it?”
“So far, the only thing worth staying here for is you.” Bruce admitted.
“Thanks, that’s really sweet of you.” Melissa smiled, as her cheeks flushed.
“There.” He said, raising his tone. “I’ve finally found someone who blushes when I pay her a compliment.”
“Alright, let’s focus on the problem. Please?” She chirped.
“I’ve been racking my brain about this.” He sighed. “I really can’t decide. There’s something else, too.”
“What’s that?”
“They want to rob some armored trucks on Friday.” Bruce murmured. “They want me to plan the whole thing and even drive one of them. It’s dangerous, but I could make a lot of money.”
“Oh, no.” Melissa said, her voice turning into a desperate whisper. “Please don’t tell me you’re considering this.”
“That’s what I’ll be doing if I stay here!” He cried. “Stealing, shooting people! That’s the life!”
“I guess I didn’t want to see it.” She confessed. “Don’t do it. Please, don’t do it.” Melissa went on, leaning towards him.
“I won’t.” He assured. “I just needed your opinion on this.”
As soon as Bruce finished his sentence, Melissa reached out her arms, found his shoulders and put them around him. A soft kiss on his lips served as his reward.
“Thank you.” She whispered.
“Thank me?” He snorted. “For what? Not wanting to get arrested?”
“No.” Melissa said with a happy smile on her face. “For trusting me.” At that point, Melissa removed her right arm from his shoulder and put it in her pocket.
“Guess what.” Her eyes sparkled with excitement, as she pulled out a set of keys. “My aunt and my father are in New York. No one is going to bother us tonight.”
“Are they?” Bruce was skeptical. “That’s what you said yesterday.”
“Yeah, but she was in L.A. and she didn’t tell me that she’d fly back last night. I thought she’d drive back this morning. I drove them to the airport myself this morning. They called me a few hours ago. She said she was sorry and –quote- ‘The house is all yours for tonight. Have fun.’” Melissa’s voice was getting lower and even sexier, sending shivers down his spine.
“What do you have in mind?” He whispered in his manly, raspy voice.
“Lots of things.” She replied. “First of all, I’m not a lawyer tonight. You’re my boss and I’m your secretary. Your naughty secretary.”
Intrigued and aroused by her idea, Bruce circled his arm around her neck and pulled her close. Their mouths joined in a long, sensual kiss. Sensing her soft hand traveling down his stomach, he realized that they could not stay outside the supermarket anymore. But Melissa would not stop. Her hand reached his crotch.
“Baby.” He whispered in her mouth. “Stop. We can’t. Not here.”
“Oh, I would stop.” She said in her husky voice. “I just wanted to turn you on.”
Much to his relief, Melissa pulled back and lay back in her seat. The cunning smile on her face seemed very promising indeed. She scanned his body from top to bottom. Eventually, she stopped her gaze on the bulge in his crotch. Still dizzy by her kiss and blurry-eyed, Bruce started then engine of his car and drove off, at the same time dreaming of what they would do that night.
“I’m her boss and she’s my secretary, huh? I didn’t know you were into role playing, but I can’t wait to see what you got in mind. Last night was great; let’s make this night even better.”