My lovely bad boy?

Can't do it anymore

What can I do

I gotta stay true

Cause deep down I'm still a G

~Can't help but wait by Trey Songz

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Jesse POV

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I wake up to the disapproving look of my caretaker Sammy. I break eye contact and realize that I am in a cell. More so a holding cell. I see the black bars separating me from the world. Separating me from freedom. Separating me from Vicky

I sit up from the cot. It squeaks under my weight. I run my hand over my hair and I stretch. That cot was sure as hell not comfortable.

I look at Sammy again and I am about to ask why am I here, but I'm rudely interrupted.

"Ok Mr.Hall, you are free to go. Mr. White here has paid for your bail. I better not hear or see you here for awhile."

I look up and my jaw drops down. I see the most beautiful lady I've ever seen! She has bright red hair, sparkling grey eyes, flawless cream skin, plump pink lips, and a smokin body. To top it off, she has a lip piercing and eyebrow piercing. She stands at 5'7 with me now being 6'0. And let me tell ya, I would tap that anyday.

I look down at her name tag. Clarke. Sexy last name. Her beautiful grey eyes meet mine and she smirks. The lighting makes her peircings shimmer. I smirk back at her and lick my lips. She looks down at my lips and her smirk breaks a little, but then its back and she bits her lips staring at me.

"I'll wait for you in the car", Sammy says before leaving.

I nod but keep my eyes focused on her.

"Alex",she says

"Jesse"

I get up from the cot and walk towards her. She looks up at me the closer I get. I'm in her personal space zone, as I bend down and whisper lowly in her hear

"But you can moan my name anytime."

I lick her neck and softly bit her ear. She sighs and shivers. I feel her pull away. She looks at me before writing something on her notepad. She rips it off and folds it. I start to walk away but not before I feel her hands go into my back pocket and tap it.

"And next time we meet, it will be in somewhere much more private."

She whispers in my ear before lightly running her fingers down my arm and walking away. I watch her sway her hips and groan.

I walk to the car and take out the note. On it says

So Jesse meet me here next week and wear something easy to take off ;). You look 17, luckily I'm only 18. See you soon. And surely I will be moaning your name.

I fold the note, put it back in my pocket, and get inside the car. I start to think of Vicky and the fact that she is in the hospital since I clearly remember the ambulance at the scene. Why should I care. She said we're over and she wants space so I'm gonna give her space. She gets what she wants and I get what I want. And now I want Alex.