Chapter 5 GETTING WOOD

“Ummm, c-can I change first?” Uno murmured as he swiftly took his hand away from my hold.

He walked out of the kitchen and my eyes followed him and his butt. Shit, gotta eat that booty like groceries.

A mischievous smile crept into my lips as I walked into the closet and pulled on a pair of denim booty shorts and a sexy loose crop top showing my pierced belly button. Let me tease you Uno.

Pulling on my new red converse, I grabbed my bag and decided to leave my hair loose and my face natural. I don’t need any makeup.

As I walked out of my room, Uno was already waiting for me and I was not ready for the sight that was shocked me. Oh my God Uno!

He had ditched his long sleeved shirt for a short sleeved black v neck emphasizing his biceps. My eyes studied every inch of his muscular, tanned arm with a tattoo?

He was running his fingers through is hair and going through some discs in a cabinet near the couch.

I slowly walked behind him and stood there, admiring his arm and broad shoulders. I cleared my throat loudly hoping to make him turn around and he did.

But as soon as he turned around, I jumped and climbed into him, my arms on his neck, wrapping my thighs around his waist.

“Hey! Hey what are you doing?” he exclaimed frowning but his left arm found my waist to stop me from falling. His right hand still holding the cd’s.

“Why the fuck are you hiding this?” I held onto his strong arm and slapped it slightly. “You were wearing a full sleeved shirt earlier. Are you crazy?” I hissed.

He looked down and murmured. “I-I don’t like showing them off. O-only few of my friends knew about this. I’ve never shown them off at c-college.

I scowled. What is wrong with this guy? He has everything a girl wanted.

“But why?”

“I d-don’t like attention Ashley.” His tone took a dangerous turn and a slight shiver ran down my spine. “Um, can I put you down now?”

I felt my face turned red when I realized I was still clinging at him like a koala bear. “Oh, I’m sorry.” I jumped out of him but he stopped me.

He slowly walked to the couch and gently put me down. What a gentleman he is?

I unwrapped my thighs around him but my arms still wrapped around his neck. I don’t want to let him go. I just wanted him so close to me like this. I pulled him closer and his eyes widened behind that specs. “Uno…” I whispered.

“Stop it Ashley..” I rolled my eyes as he tensed.

“What if I won’t?” I whispered again, my face getting closer. “Why show me this, if you don’t want other people to see it?” my hands trailed on his arm and he froze, not daring to move.

“Because..”

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and we sprang apart. I cringed as Uno gave me a strange look.

“I’ll get it. Stay.” I answered, plastering a fake smile on my face. I literally ran towards the door and opened it with my mind racing.

Mr. Smith smiled and made his way inside. Great time old man! And I’m serious this time. If he hadn’t showed up, I would have probably taken off Uno’s shirt and started kissing each and every design on his arm.

“Fuck…” Uno whispered and ran to his room at lightning speed.

A sly smirk made its way to my lips as I followed my gaze into him who got in an uncomfortable situation.

Mr. Smith saw him running and then turned towards me. “What happened to him?” he asked me and I shrugged my shoulders slightly. “Did you do something to my boy?” he accused me and I glared at him.

I laughed aloud. “What would I do to him? He just got some wood.”

“What?” Thomas flushed.

“Oh no! I’m sorry, I-uh…”

Shit!

“He ate some contaminated food. Yeah, that was it!” I shook my head. “He has been shitting a lot.”

“Oh..” Mr. Smith was all said.

He then sat on the couch and stared at me.

“I hope everything is fine.” He narrowed his big blue eyes at me in suspicion.

My eyes got wider and my mouth slightly parted at his words. Did he catch what I said earlier? I hope not.

“Of course Mr. Smith, everything was just perfectly fine.” Until you came. “He’s a complete gentleman and a very very nice guy just like you said.” I smiled at him.

Even an elementary schooler would guess that something was going on. I was once told by my drama teacher that I sucked as an actress. She never let me participate in any of the plays in our school that made me do naughty things on her.

I remembered one time, when she was in the middle of our lesson and someone called her. She picked up her phone and excused herself to the class and went out. I sprinkled itching powder on her coat that was hanging on her desk which resulted in her staying at home for a week. The remembrance of that incident made a small laugh escaped my lips.

“What’s funny?” Mr. Smith asked, a frown on his face.

“Nothing old man.” And he frowned deeper. “Just remembered something.” I answered him swiftly.

He looked away and ignored my presence for the next three minutes of my life. Thank God.

“Why are you here anyway?” I interrupted his crazy thoughts. “We’re going out to get some stuff.” I informed him and he turned at me then took a glance at his Greatcall Lively Wearable watch. And I stopped myself from bursting out a loud laugh.

“You’re going out this late?”

“We’re 19, Thomas. We can take care of ourselves.” I scowled at him. I was getting highly irritated by him. Couldn’t he just leave us fucking alone?

“He heaved a heavy sigh staring at me. “I am well aware that you are both adults and can take care of yourselves. But Uno has never set foot out after eight.”

I laughed. “Really Thomas? We are going to buy some groceries, not to a night club.” I leaned back on the couch. “By the way, I don’t see how it’s any of your business what we do.”

“Ashley, what Uno does is totally my business. He’s like a son to me and I know he has been through a lot. Don’t make his life any worse that what it is right now.” I frowned. “Please?”

A million questions floated into my mind. What happened to him? What had he been through? Am I making his life worse? So, he had a bad life back then? But how? What the fuck was going on?

“What---“ I started to ask Mr. Smith but was immediately cut off by Uno.

“Hey Thomas! What brings you here?” he walked in. I noticed that he had once again changed and had pulled on a long sleeved shirt.

My hands were itching to walk up to him and rip his shirt apart.

He noticed my angry expression and quickly looked away. I felt my phone buzzed in my pant’s pocket and I pulled it out to check on the screen. Vernon?

“I’m sorry guys, I have to take this.” I excused myself to them and exited the living room.

I took a deep breath before pressing the answer button.