Streetlife

93 - Ruby Talks

LENA POV

"So how were things while I was gone?" Mike asks lighting his cigar as I had just gotten to the Palace motel after Tess finished up my hair and spending the rest of the day with Julius who I took to lunch. He was still pretty much heartbroken over Lucy and what happened at that tramps party but I was trying very hard to get him to see none of it was his fault. It really wasn't as I look back at Warbucks who is handsome as ever if not more as he pours me a glass of wine winking at me and I bashfully take it. "All went well, sweetheart?"

"Mostly."

"Mostly?" He puffs his cigar as I put my wine glass down and take a seat beside him."And you look beautiful by the way. You did something different with your hair I see."

"I did thank you," I blush now as he continues to stare hard at me as I tended to forget how sexy he really was. "But, to answer your question, Ruby got into some trouble while you were gone. She got arrested, and I had to bail her out."

"While she was hooking?" He frowns as he listens closely, and I shake my head as I sigh.

"No. She was a fucking fool at the party Stef Foster threw, and well, supposedly made some drunken, high threats to the cops after they were called on the party, and they hauled her ass off to jail."

He laughs now, but not in an amused manner. More along the lines of annoyance as he puffs his cigar and knocks his ring on the table as he thinks carefully. "So, you bailed her out before she did any talking, correct? Cuz you know how I don't like the cops around the Palace sniffing around my business. Sure, some of them are on the payroll but not all."

"Yes. I definitely did, and she swears she didn't talk. But I don't know, Mike. Something doesn't sit well with me with that girl. She's shady, and I'm beginning to think that she only tells us what she thinks we want to hear. I'd never tell you what to do Warbucks but I'd keep an eye on her if I were you, and you know that I will definitely be watching her," I say as I take another sip of my wine, and he nods his head in agreement.

I know it's a stretch to tell Mike what to do, but I felt if I didn't say something about Ruby and how I was seeing her, he'd come back to me later on and ask if I had any doubts. If I did and never said a thing, it would be my head for sure, and that is not something I am willing to risk. Not at all especially with that cunt, Stef Foster, who seems like she is over everyone, walking around like her shit doesn't stink.

"Ya. I trust you, Lena, being my top girl and all. I know you will always make the right decision when it comes down to it, but I'm thinking that since this was Stef's party, we should let her decide what the next step is in regards to Ruby. What do you think?"

"Stef? Are you sure? I mean, Ruby did spit at a cop and now has an assault charge. I'm just saying that umm, Stef Foster is a hot head, herself, and I don't see how bringing her in on this decision would help you with your business, Mike," I manage as my heart is racing. I really am taking a lot of risks by speaking my mind, but he looks at me with amusement as he continues to puff his smoke.

"Come here, baby. Come, sit on my lap. I want to feel your soft skin," he grins as he opens his arms, and I get up to sit in his lap.

He runs his hand up my long legs, and up my dress after he sets his cigar down in the ashtray before gripping the back of my neck so I'm looking at him. He grins as his hand runs dangerously near my center, and I blush deeply. "You don't like Stef, do you?"

I blush even deeper, and all of the sudden, I feel my throat constrict, unsure of how to answer him, but he leans in and kisses my lips gently, his hand now cupping my hot pussy, and I whimper as he pulls back. "There's no right or wrong answer, baby. I just sense that you have some beef with her."