Too Good To Be True

Chapter 2

"You got kicked out or something?" I asked as my eyebrows creased.

She glanced down at her cappuccino before turning back to the window.

"I - yea I got kicked out." She bowed her head in shame.

I know I shouldn't do this. I know I should listen to Claire, my fiancée, but I wanted to help. I have to help, she was in need of a place to stay. I let out a sigh causing her to look up at me with a small frown on that usually angry face.

"Look I can give you a place to stay but your gonna have to follow my rules." I say firmly as if I was speaking to a child.

"Ok, so, first of all, I'm no child so don't talk to me like I am and second I'm not a big fan of rules." She replies rudely.

Ahh there goes the old hazelnut, I thought we lost her but she's back.

"Do you want a place to stay or do you want to live in the streets? Your choice." I return her attitude.

.............

I opened my garage and slowly drove inside parking next to Claire's car. I turned the car off and got out closing the door behind me, she did the same before following me to the door that separates the inside of the house and the garage. You better believe it, she took in my offer after setting out the ground rules, she agreed to come with me. Even though she thought I was a murder. Which I found hilarious considering she still agreed to come with me. I was happy that I could actually help someone in another way instead of just in the business world.

"Baby I'm home!" I yelled out hoping she wasn't asleep so I can introduce the two already. 

I heard heels click-clacking down the stairs before  I spotted her as she got down the last step. She had on a robe and a pair of red and black lingerie on with black heels that had straps that wrap around her ankles up to her shin. 

"Hey baby," she slurs in a sexy voice as she saunters towards me.

I wrapped my arms around her, our lips immediately connecting in a hot steamy kiss. I nearly forgot about our guest as she slips her tongue between my parted lips. I pull back to get some air but she continues down to the crook of my neck.

"Claire..." I groan out before grabbing her hands that were making there way down south.

I didn't want anything to get out of hand while Raina was standing directly behind us.  I move aside revealing Raina, who stood silently behind me.

"Who's this?" Claire asked now sizing up the poorly dressed girl. 

"This is.....-"

"Raina." She finished for me.

She took out her right hand from her jean pocket and stretched it out in front of her for a handshake which only earned a disgusted look from Claire. Claire grabs my hand and drags me into the kitchen.

"What the heck is a person like her doing in my home?" She asks full of anger. 

"Sweetheart, it's our home and I wanted to help her. She was and is still in need of help." I calmly reply grabbing her hands in mine.

She snatches her hands out of mine. "Get that trash out my house." She mutters with pure distaste. 

"Claire, watch your tone because I'm pretty sure neither of us wants to get into this argument." I step towards her putting my hands on her thin hips.

"Don't touch me until you get that thing out of here." She turns to leave but I grab her arm before she can get out of reach.

"First, she has a name and I'm pretty sure she already told you what it is, second this is my house so I invite who I want, and third if your gonna be a b***h then you can leave her on my hands I'll take care of her but show a little respect." With that being said, I let go of her arm.

She swiftly turns around and her left hand connects with my cheek, my head snaps to the left due to the impact. I turn back to face her only to be hit with another before she prepared to hit me again. I instantly grab her wrist, not to tight to leave a mark on her sensitive skin but not too loose to the point where she could escape.

"Don't." I master to say through gritted teeth.

She roughly pulls her wrist out of my hold.

"f**k you." She turns to walk away.

She rotates around again to face me and comes back to stand in front of me, we stare into each other's eye as if we were having an intense eye contest before I knew what was happening, her hand connects to the same side of my cheek once more before she turns around and stomps out. I grab an ice pack from the freezer to place on the now red and hand printed side of my cheek. Upon walking out of the kitchen and back into the living room it dawned on me that Raina was nowhere in site. I begin to panic and rush out of the open door to find her already three houses down from ours. 'She must have heard us' I thought to myself as I hurried after her.

"Hey!" I yell to catch her attention but she kept on walking as if she didn't hear me.

I jog up behind her and grab hold of her forearm.

"I'm sorry but please don't go." I apologize while pleading, which was so not my style. 

" If your whor...I mean wife or whatever don't want me near her. Then I won't be near her. I don't wanna be nowhere near trashy barbies anyway." She says, backing away from free as soon as I released her forearm.

"Look I'm sorry about her behavior. I'll talk to her about it, I promise."I apologize once more, " I promise." I repeat for assurance.

A facial expression passed just as quickly as it appeared before she returned to her usual angry look.

"Fine." She releases a sigh and rolls her eyes as she follows me back to the house.

I knew I had gotten myself in a lot of trouble but I bet it will all be worth it once Claire can actually see that I helped her get a better life. I'm totally sleeping on the couch tonight.