Don’t Poke The Bear

Chapter 21 Mamba/Carmen

POV Mamba/Carmen

That night we went back to the hotel suite and I lay on the huge corner sofa “do you mind if we stay home tonight I’m so tired” I shouted as he came back through from the bedroom. “Of course we can stay home my little Wolfie” every time he called me Frankie or Wolfie it infuriated me but tonight it felt oddly comforting. “We can watch a movie and order a pizza” he said and I wanted to kiss him because that’s exactly what I wanted. We put on our comfy clothes and lay together snuggled under a blanket as we put on a movie. We spoke all the way through it and I hadn’t laughed that way in years. I liked that I could be myself in front of him, even if I was pretending to be my twin sister. When the movie ended we lay on the sofa kissing under the blanket and it was soft and loving. He pulled my top up over my head and kissed my neck and I could feel him pull my panties to the side and nudge his huge thick d**k into me. I pulled his T-shirt off over his head and studied his amazing body. He slowly made love to me and I wondered if he knew that this would be the last time we would be together. I felt tears forming in my eyes because I was so over come with emotion. I kissed him to distract him away from my tears and as he came I swallowed his cry’s of passion. “My god that was amazing” he said as he repeatedly kissed my face and down to my neck. “I like how we don’t need that tray of s*x toys and sexy underwear, when it’s just you and me like this… it’s fantastic” he said breathlessly and I felt like I couldn’t hold back for another moment. He meant the world to me and I knew if I searched the whole world I would never meet another man like him. In the past I had been held at gun point and tortured and not gave any military details but looking at this wonderful man I wanted to tell him everything. I felt like he had the key to unlock my very soul and as I was just about to give in and tell him that I loved him and that I wasn’t really Frankie and that I wanted to be with him forever, my phone started to ring. He leaned over and picked it up from the table and he glanced at the screen “oh it’s Bunny calling you, good luck” he said with a chuckle. I took the phone but I wanted to know what he meant by his bitchy comment. I answered the phone and Bunny’s sweet little voice came through and I have to admit I had missed her but she was interrupting one of the most important moments of my life. I watched Jack walk over to the kitchen to grab us both a bottle of water. He was completely naked and his ass was out of this world. “Oh mamba I have so much to tell you, do you remember that guy Ashton?.. well we got back together” When I first met Jack I happened to mention to her that I was sleeping with him and she told me that Ashton and Jack were half brothers. I thought it was such a weird coincidence, then she told me that Frankie had shagged Ashton and fell for Jack. My stomach sank because I didn’t want to hurt my twin sister but Bunny told me that it didn’t work out between Frankie and Jack and now Jack and Ashton weren’t speaking because of the whole situation. I still felt awful that Frankie had feelings for Jack but Bunny reminded me that Frankie was totally in love with her new boyfriend Paul. It did ease my concerns and I loved getting all the gossip from Bunny. But I never told her that Jack thought I was Frankie. When she called that evening to say she was seeing Ashton again I told her how happy I was for her and chatted for a few more minutes and Jack came over and kissed my cheek. He was sweet and I was desperate to finish my phone call and finally talk to him about us when he said “is she still talking?” And he rolled his eyes at me as he picked up his phone and started scrolling through his social media. When I ended the call I couldn’t wait to ask him why he had been pulling faces and making digs about my poor little sister. “What’s your problem with Bunny?” I asked and it sounded a bit more aggressive than I had expected. He was writing a message on his social media to some guy. I looked at the message and it said ‘happy birthday mate’ and that’s when I rolled my eyes. “what was she going on about now? I don’t know why you give her the time of day, she’s such a b***h” he said and I could feel my blood boil. “you don’t even know her. She’s an angel” he started to laugh “she’s a total b***h to everybody” I took a calming breath “Jack don’t you understand that hurt people hurt people. She had a really shitty time in life” He gave me a funny look. “the last time I seen her you threw her out of your house and then that other sister of yours turned up. What’s her name Mamba? She a piece of work too” he said and I wanted to throttle him. I lay there trying to keep my composure but I’d reached my limit. “Bunny is a lovely girl she’s just misunderstood” he laughed “well you said that nutter Mamba was just passionate, so forgive me if I don’t take your word for it” he was so condescending “what do you think of Teddy?” I asked and he immediately said “you know I like him, he’s great” and that’s when I began to be condescending “oh Jack, I don’t think your a very good judge of character, do you know my dear old mum used to say that us kids were either angels or little devils and I’m telling you that Bunny is an Angel” “really?” He asked but he sounded patronising “I suppose that makes sense because your such a lovely caring person with your family and that twin of yours comes crashing onto the roof to threaten you all” Although he had no idea that he was talking about me, to me, I wanted to snap his neck or at least break his jaw but I managed to restrain myself. “She’s a highly skilled trained assassin” his eyes were wide and he looked disgusted “so she’s mental and evil?” He asked and I got up and stormed towards the bedroom. “Frankie come back, I’m sorry, but Bunny can be annoying and I haven’t met your other sister but her crashing into your house was a bit too aggressive for me. I told you at the time I hate stuff like that” I slammed the bedroom door in his face and I could hear him apologise over and over as I quickly got dressed and packed up my things. I put on my coat and opened the door “where are you going?” He asked and he tried to grab my arm but I pushed him away. “Frankie don’t leave like this, please I love you so much, I shouldn’t have spoke about Bunny like that but we’ve discussed how annoying she is before and I didn’t think you’d take it like this” I got to the elevator door and he ran and stood in front of me. “Frankie come on, don’t leave like this, I love you and I’m sorry, don’t throw what we have away because of a few silly comments” He said that he loved me but he didn’t know the real me. After all he still thought I was Frankie and I think that’s what hurt the most. “I’ve always prided myself on having a good judge of character like my mum and I’m angry with myself for falling for your ‘I’m a nice guy’ act” he started to laugh “well your mum couldn’t have been that good at judging characters if she married your father, he was a monster” he said and I felt the blood drain from my face, I had never mentioned my father and I wondered how much Frankie had told him. “Frankie, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to say that, I’m just frustrated with you. You can’t leave me.. please don’t go” the elevator doors opened and I stepped inside “I’m frustrated too, but maybe if I give your brother Ashton a call, I’m sure he can help me out” his face had went from sad to infuriated in one second and he came towards me as the elevator doors closed. I had only said that to hurt him and I could see that it had worked. How could I have been so stupid to have thought I could be with this boring excuse for a man, he wanted kids and a home cooked meal and I was an international woman of mystery and he was a hotel owner with social media and a gym membership. So that was over, and I must admit I was kind of glad.. and kind of heart broken.