Takes Two to Tango Pt 2 WIP snippet!
I actually knocked some things off of my to do list today so I’m sharing a little piece of part 2! Mobster!Pedro has taken over my brain. (Part 1 is here!)
Miguel began to pat you down and you looked to the ceiling with a huff.
“Miguel, what the hell are you doing?” Pedro asked.
The man stopped awkwardly, thick hands hanging around your elbow. This wasn’t procedure.
“Enough,” he waved him away. “Go.”
He left and the two of you were alone.
Pedro wondered if you’d dressed to get his attention. You wore a tight body suit under jeans with a denim jacket. A necklace dangling between your tits. No bra.
“I apologize but you can’t be too careful. There are a lot of very dangerous people around here,” he explained.
“You trust me that much?” you asked.
Pedro looked at the floor thoughtfully. He knew you had a gun. Years hanging around with the wrong types of people and he could tell that just by the way you’d walked in. He approached you carefully. You stiffened when he was close and he swore he saw goosebumps. He could smell your perfume, the sweet notes of Charlie, and the scent of cigarettes that clung to your hair. You practically stopped breathing as he leaned in, slipping his hand under your jacket and down the small of your back.
Just as he’d suspected. He pulled out a little snub nose revolver that had been tucked into your waistband.
When he backed off, your lips were parted, your cheeks flushed. He could see your nipples through the fabric of your top. If that was all it took, imagine if he had you the way that he wanted. The things he would do to you right here. But he wouldn’t, not while he toyed with a gun. Your gun.
“What’s this for?” he asked.
He pushed out the cylinder and dumped the bullets into his palm. You swallowed so words would come.
“There are a lot of dangerous people around here,” you repeated.