Free Alexis and the Robin Hood - A Sexy Interracial BWWM Romance Novelette from Steam Books (Romantica) by Steam Books, Annette Archer

 

1.

    Jack was one of those crazy individuals that believed life was best when everything was out of control. He liked waking up just five minutes before he had to leave for work. His sister, Elizabeth, on the other hand was a control freak. After Jack got out of prison, he tried living with her, but after just a few weeks he left her and her obsessively regimented house behind him. He didn't have a whole lot of places to go. He had to stay in New York City because of his probation, but other than that, he didn't have a care in the world.
    Jack looked up at the sign: Lola's Feminine Boutique. 
    Crap, what have I gotten myself into? he thought, looking at the mannequins in the window. 
    Each of them had on a scanty, sexy outfit. Most of them were pretty tasteful bedroom attire, but there was one in the background that looked like something you might see in some weird fetish party. It was your average-looking Fifth Avenue boutique.
    But the guy at Old Saul's newsstand said that this was the place. He claimed that this store gave him access to high end clients and a legitimate job. His month of job searching time was over. If he wanted to avoid going back to prison for grand theft and cat burglary, he needed to find something legit.
    Old Saul had sold his newsstand while Jack was in prison. So Jack was a little suspect about the opportunities provided by a lingerie boutique. He had worked at some pretty crazy fronts in the past.
    Still, a job's a job, Jack thought as he placed his fair white hand on the door. 
    He checked his dark blonde hair in the mirror before he opened the door. Jack had always been mostly colorless, but his time in prison had made him almost powder white. He adjusted his thin pinstripe suit as the door clicked behind him. Jack always believed in being dressed like it was his last day on Earth. There were several reasons for a thief and con man to wear nice clothes, but with Jack, it all came down to the fact that he liked fashion.
    “Oh, good morning,” a middle-aged woman rushed out to greet him. “You here looking for a special something for a special someone?”
    Jack imagined that this woman was Lola. He wasn't quite sure what ethnicity she was, but her hair was died as blonde as a Norwegian, even though she definitely looked more Mediterranean. This woman took great care to erase anything that made her ethnic. Jack cringed. He enjoyed women in their natural state. He believed that blonde was not the ideal beauty and he hated that so many women tried to mask their natural beauty with products from people who saw only a narrow slice of the population as beautiful.
    “No, no,” Jack said, playing it cool. 
    Sometimes the shop owners didn't know that they were being sent criminals and he didn't want to blow his cover if she was clueless. Jack turned on his charm. 
    “I was sent here by David.”
    “Oh,” she said and changed the look on her face from fake customer service to giddy school girl. “David is just my absolute favorite person. He always comes through for me. You people are always so nicely dressed. And just so cute!” 
    Lola took Jack's hand and patted it like he was poodle or a fluffy animal of some sort. 
    “He said that you might have a job,” he said. 
    He shifted uneasily as Lola walked around him, looking him over carefully. With the way that she was looking at him, Jack wasn't sure if he was being sized up for a sales clerk, model, or escort.
    “Absolutely,” she said, shaking Jack's hand. “You're hired.”
    “Don't you even want to know my name?” he asked. By now he was figuring that Lola knew what kind of people David sent her.
    “Oh, yes, I'm sorry, terribly rude,” she said and adjusted her hair. “I'm Lola.”
    “Jack,” he said.
    “I just hire anyone that David sends me. I give your kind all the help they want. Plus he has sent me the best workers. Like his sister, Alexis. What a godsend that girl has been.” She then hollered into the back.