Kiss Land...

Six

-8:30 PM, Strip Club round 2-

Abel POV

Freddy and I walked into the strip club with a whole lot of 1s.

I took a look at the dancers and saw Naya. Her looks were definitely not the only good thing about her, the talent she had on that pole was undeniable. Her dance told a story and I'd love to read it, if she'll let me.

The other men in here were all over a lot of the girls but it's like Naya was untouchable.

I sat down and thought that I should study her a little more, then try again.

A waiter came over to me with a drink and a blunt. The staff here know me well.

I sipped my drink and watched her as she danced. The immense amount of emotion on her face was really amazing. She looked hurt, she seems as though she's been through a hell of a lot. She focused just on what she was doing, nothing else mattered, I felt like I was the only one in the room.

I got up and approached her.

"You again...I didn't catch your name the last time you were here." She spoke.

It seems like she's opened up a little.

"My names Abel. Naya right?" I asked confirming that was actually her name.

"Yeah." She said still dancing.

"How much do you charge for a lap dance?" I asked.

"75." She answered.

I handed her the money then took her hand and lead her to where I was sitting.

"Before I leave tonight, I wanna get your number."

"Maybe." She smiled.

"Where are you from?" I asked.

"California." She answered, coldly.

"When are you going back home?"

"Whenever I feel like going back to normal life." She said as she elegantly danced right in front of my eyes.

"You smoke?"

"Yeah." She said as she took the blunt off me.

"Come back to my place and smoke some, ONLY to smoke." I smirked.

"I don't know...I got some shit to do." Naya said thinking about it.

I bit my lip then she spoke again.

"I can read you like an open book."

"You can't talk to me here, come back to my place I got a car waiting outside." I explained.

She nodded then I told her I'd meet her in the car while she got her stuff.

I waited for her while the thought of what the fuck she could've meant by what she was saying.

"Where are you going Sir?" The driver asked.

"Back to my place, just waiting for a girl...here she is now." I answered.

She got into the car and looked at me.

"What the fuck do you mean you can read me?" I asked anxiously.

"I know your type Abel..You're the one night stand guy, you're the promiscuous druggie, no interest in any form of romantic relationship. You're what I call a bird. I can read you like that because I'm the same. What I can't understand is....why did you come back to me?" She explained as she lit a cigarette.

"I gotta say you hit it on the nail. But you interested me, your hostility and cold, intimidated aura just attracted me to you. You are a challenge for me, your co-workers would've fucked me already but you...you wanna give me something to work for and I'll do it because women like the other girls in there, they're now boring to me. Naya you were of course different and I'm up for whatever challenge you throw at me, you never know we could be perfect for each other." I smiled.

"Maybe we could but I guess we'll never know." She said trying to annoy me.

We arrived at my apartment. I let her out of the car then tipped the driver.

I unlocked the door then signalled for her to take a seat.

"You want a drink?" I asked her.

"Sure, anything." She promptly responded.

I made her a drink then handed it to her and sat down sipping from my own.

"Nice place."

I gulped my drink and smiled at her.

"No small talk baby girl." I ordered.

"Anymore rules?" Naya asked.

"Not at all, only one." I paused. "Let me ask you something, do you know who I am?" I asked trying to not sound cocky.

"No...should I?" She replied.

"Ah..good."

"Who are you? What do you do?"

"I'm a singer, but I'm glad you don't know. I want you to come to my performance on Friday." I offered

"Sure. Are you serious though? I don't believe you." She said.

"How do you think I got onto the island. Ask anyone." I explained.

"That's so cool, where are you from?" Naya asked.

"Toronto. I go by the name of The Weeknd when it comes to my music though."

Naya nodded and smiled then I spoke again.

"Anyways, let me get your number."

She gave me her number and I saved it in my phone.

I don't see me fucking her tonight....but doesn't mean I'm not gonna fuck before I leave, who knows I might have to extend the trip.