Chapter Four
In the meantime, I strolled out onto the balcony to get some fresh air, while Frank was looking for me some nightclothes to wear. I was standing there leaning against the metal rail, peering up into the night sky, watching the stars and how they seemed to have an extraordinary imposing appearance, and allowing the cool, night wind to blow strong and steadily through my hair. I thought to myself, that it was extremely beautiful being up here this high, and above all the rest, and to be able to see the lights and the entire city down below. It was wonderful, suddenly Frank had came bursting out of his bedroom and evidently saw me standing out on the balcony, and he had yelled for me to get my butt back inside.
"Excuse me, but what did you say?" I had deliberately questioned him, as if I wasn't suppose to get any more fresh air, since the Mr. Dukaby ordeal.
"Get your butt back in here," he ordered in a manly tone, then he marched towards the balcony door, and as he got closer, I could see the fire in his eyes, but I just stood there looking at him. I was hoping that he would come and get me, since I did get a kick out of making him mad.
"Did you say something to me, or was you telling me to get my butt back inside?" I quoted, as if I was trying to make him furious, because there was just something about his eyes that had turned me on, and he seemed sexier looking when he had been provoked, and why I wanted him angry, I'm not sure.
"Yes, I said that, because I just don't want you to be a target here, as well, and for all we know, Mr. Dukaby could have followed us here, too" he explained, as he reached for my arm.
"Oh, that's just great, Just great!" I exclaimed, as I was becoming very disturbed by him and his petty rules.
"When are you ever going to listen to me, and think about what is really going on here?" he asked, as if he was concerned for my safety.
"This kind of situation is all new to me, and besides, I can't think of everything, and furthermore, I can't memorize everything that you want me to do, because I have never been in this position before, and I can't read your mind," contentiously, I said. Hoping that he would cut me some slack.
"Do you have any common sense?" he stated, as he grasped my arm and jerked me around to face him.
I answered yes to his question, since he was hurting my arm, and he told me that I had better start using the common sense that I had before I ended up in trouble. "Well, I don't think you have any kind of legitimate reason for telling my butt to do anything," I said with a smirk, as if I wanted to laugh.
He then quickly released the pressure from the grip he had on my arm, which was tight, and said, "Fine then, Get your butt shot off," as he handed the clothes to me.
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