CHAPTER SEVEN

Clinton drove us to his apartment. I didn't complain or say anything as he had just saved my life.

I was in the bathroom cleaning up and when I was done I went to his wardrobe and searched for his pajamas. I didn't want to put on just any as I wanted to look attractive – well I need money –clearly it's only him who could help me at this point so seducing him was a great choice. I only put on his shirt which only covered my ass.

I went to the living room and I spotted him in the kitchen, he had removed his shirt just in his trousers and guess what? He was holding a pan. I stood by the door with crossed legs as I watched his moves. He was humming to a song then as he turned he noticed me.

“Just in time for dinner, you hungry?” He asked as he dished the food. My eyes were on his six packs, wow they were really outlined.

“Maybe.” I playfully responded as I sat on the counter, he was avoiding eye contact with me.

“You didn't find the pants?” He asked,

“I did, let's just say I'm feeling h