He sat there with no shirt taking a long drag of his cigarette. Did he look handsome? Definitely. But was I gonna stare? Maybe.
"Excuse me, do you know where Alfonso Morreno is?" I quietly asked. It was a miracle the cleaning lady let me into the gates of heaven.
He looked me in the eye as he turned his head. "How did you get in here?"
I did not let my eyes wander down his torso and to his-" I said, how did you get in here?"
My hands began to shake. I couldn't let him know that he had power over me. I clenched my hands and kept my head held high. He laughed.
"I'm Mallory Morreno and my father is currently working on your gardens but you see my mother, Lorena Morreno has fell while cleaning someones house and is now in the hospital. So if you can tell me where my father is that'd be great."
He just turned his head back and stood up. He could be as tall as a horse if it was walking on just two legs.
He looked at me while his hand stuck out onto the balcony. "Down here." he said as he dropped his cigarette.
He was testing my patiences.
He grabbed his shirt from the floor and put it on roughly. A pair of panties was hidden under neath. He walked past me and into the bathroom in a hurry.
I quickly ran to the balcony to see if my father was down under where the dick had dropped his cigarette but no. All there lay was just a pool. A pool with a cigarette.
I scratched my head. Just why? Is he trying to be difficult because if so he is totally succeeding at the moment. As if things couldn't get any worst a gag noise was heard through the open door.
I slowly walked over and saw marble tile. The bathroom was as big as my room if not even bigger.
There he lay in all his glory onto a toilet with his shirt now two feet away from him.
"No go away, I don't want you to look at me." He moaned weakly. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the beast. It was a weakness of mine. Sick people in need of help.
Ignoring him I proceeded closer to him.
"Are you death or something? I said go away!"
Wow I'm surprised Carlita hasn't cane upstairs yet to check on this dick.
I grabbed the softest towel I could find and put it under the sink. I turned the gold handle to hot water and let the towel soak.
I squeezed out some of the water and came close to the smelly beast. I gently put the towel on his head and rubbed his back a little.
Do not focus on his back muscles you creep.
His eyes slowly closed. I grabbed his arm and put it over my shoulder which caused the towel to flop onto the floor. I slowly dragged him across the floor onto his bed and silently tucked him in.
I grabbed a new towel and did the same thing.
Here I was kneeling for some Stranger I just met who acted like a dick.
My other hand went on autopilot and ran my fingers through his hair. He started to moan.
Me being the awkward person I am I just stopped and patted his head.
after a few minutes of patting his head I saw his packet of cigarettes on the night stand. I grabbed it and went to the balcony and dropped the small box.
I giggled afterwards because of the small plop sound.
I walked out of the room and down the stairs to find my dad. After ten minutes I finally found him, well the garden which was magnificent. My dad did a great job.
"What are you doing here Mal?"
My dad was currently digging holes.
"No time to explain but mom's in the hospital."
"WHAT"
"I said no time to explain."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
"I was....busy?"
"Too busy to tell me, your father, about your mother in the hospital? Yeah right. Does Lorenzo know yet?"
"No padre I still have yet to tell my pain in the culo btother"
"Mal." My dad said giving me a look.
"What? It's the truth." It was no lie there. My brother was a big pain in the ass.
