Chapter 25: Teach Me! |
"Are you leaving for real?"
Cassie gazed at him, her naked ass still on the wooden floor, she could smell her breath, it was bitter.
Jack had a silent smile on his face, he took his phone out and looked at it.
"It's already mid-afternoon, getting my bike fixed would take time. I will return to you soon."
"Hmm..."
Pressing her hands on the wooden tiles, Cassie rolled on the bed with contorted brows as her sprained leg twitched with her every moment.
"I hope you are not annoyed with me." Her eyes shifted and fidgeted. Her little finger was tapping against the bed lightly. The buzzing of air conditioning was audible to her.
"I will be back, take care of yourself till then, and don't move too much."
"Bring some spicy tofu, when you come back."
Cassie sat on her bed with her knees folded in front of her chest, her hands resting around her legs, and her fingers fiddled with her toes.
The smell of beer and his perfume still lingered on the bed sheets, her cheeks turned red as flashes of a few moments ago rang in her brain.
"He is so good at it." Her gaze moved through her cleavage and to her stomach.
"I can still feel him." She rolled on the bed, grabbing a pillow in her arms.
She then stared at the wall with a smile that glowed in the silence of the room.
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Jack stood in the basement, the temperature of the place marginally lower than the piercing sun outside.
Scrolling through his phone, he clicked on a number.
"Can you get my bike from here?"
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"I will pay you towing cost."
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"Ok, thanks, I am messaging the address."
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Clicking on the round red button on his screen he hung the phone up.
'Sell your bike.' Was the site that he used, to get the number from.
"Selling this and getting a car would be a good option." Jack moved and touched the handle of his Honda.
"You have played your part..." A sigh left his chest.
Leaning on the seat of his bike, he crossed his hands below his chest, his back slightly crooked.
His eyes gazed at the dark corner of the basement.
"Things have changed so much."
Fifteen minutes later a ding sound broke the eerie silence of the basement.
Jack's eyes focused again from the darkness to the shimmering silver door of the lift.
His back moved and stabilized on his legs, straightening up.
The metallic door slowly opened revealing a short man with a bulging belly, his double chin visible from the distance.
His thick mustache curled up at both ends, and the hairs on his head were sparse, not leaving much to guess his age.
He was wearing a blue shirt and Jeans shorts with black shoes covered in dirt and grease.
There was a toolkit in his right hand.
The man came in front of Jack and nodded, his face was plane, cadence of life visible in his wrinkles.
His eyes glanced at the Honda from his dropped eyelids.
"Is this the one?"
"Yes." Jack moved aside letting the man come near his bike.
The old man squatted without speaking much and started moving his fingers through the metallic parts.
"Hmm... How much do you want?"
"Ten grand." Jack firmly answered.
"Might as well sell yourself with it at that price." The man stood up with his toolkit in his hands.
"How much can you offer?"
"Five grand, take it or leave it."
Jack stood straight in front of the old man and stared blankly at him for a few seconds.
"How much for the repair." His finger pointed at the bike.
"Two Grands."
"Ok then repair it, I can't sell it for such a low price."
The fat man snorted and placed the toolkit on the floor, his short hands moved and clicked the box open.
"Ok, Seven Grands." The old man said in a sharp tone. Suddenly turning around.
Jack stood there silent as if his lips were swed for a few seconds and then nodded.
"Seven Grands." His hand moved in front and shook it with the old guy.
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Jack left the basement and reached out of the gate.
His fingers moved through the phone quickly. "Let's call a Uber."
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After half an hour, Jack was standing in front of a big shop, it was covered with glass windows all around showing off the cars inside.
On the top wall of the showroom 'TESLA' was written.
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About four hours later a red-colored car exited the showroom.
Jack sat inside the car with a light smile on his face, taking in a deep breath he looked around.
The interior was spacious and there was a giant screen in the middle.
Touching the big screen he swiped a few times and called Cassie.
"Hey, how is your injury?"
"It's fine, I think I might be able to walk now." Cassie's sweet voice came from the other side.
"Come out of the apartment then, let's have some fun."
"Fun? Sure." Her eyes lit up.
Hanging up the call, Jack pressed his foot on the accelerator, and his pupils dilated as he felt the push back, his body trying to move backward on the seat.
"This car is fast!" His smile widened.
Soon enough he reached in front of his apartment.
"Jack?" Mr. Wang came and stood by his window.
His gaze was moving over the shiny red car with a slight smile on his face.
"Hello, Mr. Wang."
"You brought this?" His mouth was wide open as he saw the big screen in the middle of the dashboard.
Jack chuckled. "Yes, Just got it."
Wang took in a deep breath, his nose flaring wide, and his smile widened. "Beer won't cut it this time."
"Sure I will be back with your favorite whisky and some good food."
"That would be great." Wang nodded with a warm smile.
"Where did you get this car from?!" Suddenly another high-pitched voice resounds beside Mr wang.
Jack and Wang turned their head toward the voice and saw Cassie standing there with her jaw hanging low.
She started at the car without blinking, and then her gaze moved to the person sitting in the driver's seat.
"Jack!" She moved, her steps small but hurried.
Her hands landed on the open window and she leaned to look inside.
She was wearing a tight red V-neck tee shirt that displayed her cleavage as she leaned.
"How is it?" Jack said, his chest was puffed up and he looked at Cassie with a smile.
Cassie took in a deep breath her eyes widened, "Don't tell me you brought this!"
Jack chuckled.
"Do you like it?"
"Oh, my god!! How are you making so much money? Teach me!" She moved around and quickly jumped inside.
Her hands scrolled over everything just as she entered the car.
"This is S Plaid." Her eyes gazed at Jack.
"Yes."
"Yes?! This car is more than a hundred and ten grand! Don't tell me you got a sugar mommy!" She clicked her tongue.
Wang, who was standing outside the car, suddenly chuckled at Cassie's words.
Jack looked at her with his brows raised.
"Sugar Mommy? The idea is not that bad."
"Where are we going?" She asked leaning a bit towards him.
"Let's see." Jack pressed the accelerator and his car moved forwards.
Cassie held the seat as her body was pressed back by the sudden force.
"Ahh..."
"Drive slow you stupid!"
Jack turned his face and looked at her.
"How many times do I have to tell you?"
Cassie turned her head around and snorted. "Ok, I won't call you stupid again!"
Jack smiled and soon enough both of them reached in front of a five-star hotel.
Cassie who was looking around the car, pressing every button she can, suddenly stopped and looked at the magnificent building in front of her.
Her eyes widened and her head slowly turned towards him.
"Shut up! No way we are eating here!" Her eyes gazed outside the window, one could see a glimmer in them.
The building was twenty stories tall shining majestically in front of them.
Jack stepped out of the car and moved to the other side to open the door for her.
He, then borough his hand forwards.
"Come on."
Cassie was breathing hard and looked at Jack with a dazed expression.
His face was glowing with the night lights of the hotel, his eyes were deep.
Her heartbeat swift.
Holding his hand she got out of the car.
"I think we need a reservation to get in."
"Already did it." Jack grabbed her waist and pulled her close to his body.
Cassie looked around and saw a doorman looking at them with a smile.
Her cheeks turned red and her body froze.
"This is like a dream." She murmured.
"Let's go."
Her legs moved with the force of Jack's hand.
Giving the car key, which was a black card, to the valet guy both of them moved inside the hotel door.
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