Dangerous Attraction

9|Good Girl Gone Bad

𝓐𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

I head straight into the liquor store as i knew i only had one goal in mind: two six-packs of beer.

There was definitely no room for hesitation or nervousness... at least not tonight.

I was SUPER determined to show Miguel that i ain't all talk, i'm more so about that action.

I then gave my breasts a little push, then grabbed up both the six-packs of beer and casually made my way over to the checkout, silently reassuring myself that i can nail this.

As i set the beers on the counter, i flashed an inviting smile at the cashier and spoke in my usual soft but seductive tone.

"Hi."

"Hey." greeted the cashier in a gruff voice, giving me a once-over as he slid the six-packs towards him.

"Goin' out to a party with some friends?" He inquired in a nosy manner.

"Maybeeeee." I replied, suggestively before biting my lip.

He nodded and proceeded to scan the items.

Then after ringing them up, he lifted his head up at me and told me the price, "That'll be $19.45."

And that's was my cue to go full-blown sexy on him.

I continued to speak in a seductive tone, "Ummm, actually... I forgot my purse back at home like a dumbass, and i'd just HATE having to ride back and forth all the way from here to there, then back here again."

Leaning in forward, i gave him a tempting view of my cleavage and a sultry pout as an attempt to entice him.

"You wouldn't mind letting me have these for free, would you? Daddy?" I said, my voice filled with seduction.

I tried to spice it up a bit, but unfortunately, he seemed to be totally unfazed.

I mean, he had this serious look on his face as if he wasn't buying it!

Fuck, it wasn't working. What the hell did i get myself into?

"Can i see some ID, please?" He finally asked, still unmoved with his arms folded.

I rolled my eyes, fixing my posture and slipped out the fake ID card that Miguel gave me as backup from my jacket pocket.

I handed it over to him as he took it from me and observed the fake ID closely and carefully.

I twisted my mouth as i nervously began to focus my attention everywhere else.

Man, i hope i don't get locked up for this!
This is a major crime and i can't believe i agreed to do something so ludicrous!

"Okay, all good." He simply said, to my surprise, once he regained my attention.

Finally, after having to go through all of that, i readily snatched the ID from him, sliding it back into my pocket.

Then grabbed hold of the six-packs and turned away as i headed for the door.

Once i made it out and over to Miguel's car, i hopped in and placed the six-packs onto my lap.

"Hell yeah! You got 'em! That's what the fuck i'm talkin' about!" exclaimed Miguel with one hand clutching the steering wheel.

"You're welcome." I said without looking at him, trying to catch an attitude.

He placed his other free hand on my back with a smile too radiant, trying to boost me up.

"Aye, don't be like that, babe. At least you did it and i'm proud of you for that. I love you."