The Assassin's Weakness

by Jeanette Rico

  We watch him run out as if the hounds of hell are behind him. I turn back to Gideon who is looking at me with an intense stare. “Thanks.” I say avoiding contact. Then I turn and walk away. Suddenly, Gideon is standing in front of me. I straighten my spine. His face is dark and intimidating. He crosses his arms in front of him and says. “Every time we see each other you’re in some kind of trouble. Why is that?” I grit my teeth and narrow my eyes. “Look Gideon, I appreciate the help, but I don’t have to explain myself to you. Now if you don’t mind I have to go.” I wave my hand gesturing for him to move out of my way, but he doesn’t. Frustrated I move to walk around him. He uncrosses his arms and wraps his arms around my waist to stop my retreat.

  I pull back, but don’t push away from his arms. We’re both standing there just staring each other down. I have to admit, his look is a little more intimidating. I bow my head letting my hair fall over my eyes. Gideon licks his lips and pulls my hair behind my ear. He caresses my cheeks and jaw. “What are you doing here Jade?” He asks softly. I tilt my head sideways and shrug my shoulders. “It’s a club. I’m here for some fun.” He shakes his head. “This is not the place for you little girl.” I pull my head back with an angry huff. “You don’t know anything about me Gideon, and don’t call me a little girl.”

  Gideon smirks and holds out his hand to me. I look at the hand, and raise an eyebrow in question. He gives me a sideways smile and moves his hand in encouragement. “Come on I’ll take you home.” I shake my head and move away. “I’m fine Gideon. Go home.” He reaches for my arm and ushers me away. Then pulls his keys from his pocket and presses a button to turn the car on. When we get to the passenger door, I pull my arm away with an angry look. “You’re really bossy you know that?” He gives me a sly look and opens the door. I roll my eyes and slide into the seat. He closes the door walking to the driver side. Once he is seated he looks over to me and says the most unexpected thing. “Are you hungry?”

  Chapter 6: Confused

  Gideon

  I don’t know what I’m doing here. Jade and I are sitting in a restaurant having some dinner. My intention was to drop her off at home. But she looked so beautiful. I just couldn’t let her go. The restaurant is one of my favorites. I observe her from across the table. The candlelight reflects her profile. Her hands nervously wrap around the napkin. I reach forward and wrap my hand around hers. She gazes at me with a heated look in her eyes. I can feel my body hardening. She seems a little scared. Like I’m the big bad wolf and she’s a scared doe.

  I move my hand away straightening my jacket. “Relax Jade. I’m not going to bite. How about some wine?” She nods her head. The waiter stops in front of us. “Welcome to Marcel’s Mr. Kane, my name is Jahn. Would you like to start out with a drink?” Jade looks unsure so I step in and order her a drink. “How about a Sauvignon Blank for the lady and I will have a scotch.” The waiter nods his head and walks away to get our drinks.

  Jade tilts her head and gives me a shy smile. “Wow, they know you by name here.” She looks around in wonder. “This place is beautiful.” I give her a slight smile. “This is my favorite place to eat.” Jahn comes back and places our drinks in front of us. I give him a grateful nod and he walks away. Jade sits forward, her mouth opening and closing as if she still has something to say. She grabs a lock of hair and twirls it around her finger. “Why did you bring me here Gideon? I thought you were a bad guy and I shouldn’t be with you.” I run my hands through my hair then rub a finger over my eyebrow. I lean my elbows on the table and hunch forward. “I want to fuck you.” I say with honesty. Her eyes widen and her breathing speeds up. She looks around disconcerted. Her eyes darken and she bites her lip. Then she whispers. “Then fuck me.”

  My nostrils flare. I want to reach out and lift her into my arms. But I restrain myself. “You have to understand Jade. I want to fuck you, not make love or be your boyfriend. When I take you home, I will bust your little cherry and take you in every room and in every position. Then tomorrow, I will let you go. Do you understand what I am asking you?” She gulps loudly, releases a ragged breath and nods her head. I rise up from my chair and hold my hand out for her. She places her hand over mine.

  “Let’s go.” I say helping her up from her chair. She looks around confused. “Wait…shouldn’t we pay or something?” I shake my head with an amused smile. “No baby. I have a running tab. I don’t pay when I come here.” She nods her head shyly and moves closer. I put my hand around her waist and lead her out the door. We move to a private spot in the alley where I usually park my car. The owner lends me his parking whenever I come for dinner. Let’s just say he owed me. I look over to a quiet Jade. She looks so beautiful biting her bottom lip. Unable to restrain myself, I push her against passenger door and kiss her hard. She wraps her arms around me, clinging tight. Our mouths are fused. Her tongue rolls over mine. I move my hand from her waist to her thigh lifting the dress up.

  She releases a passionate sigh. I move my mouth down to her neck. Kissing and sucking. She arches her head up and moans. My hand moves from between her legs to her moist panties and lean my forehead against hers. Her eyes are half-mast and her lips are swollen. She rubs her nose over mine and nips my lips. I move her panties to the side and slip my finger through her folds.

  She closes her eyes tightening her hand on my hair. I bite her lower lip and whisper. “You’re so wet baby. Tell me if you don’t like it and I’ll stop.” She nods her head moving my mouth back over hers. We’re breathing raggedly. I rub her clit and move my finger into her tight little hole. Her mouth moves away from mine. “Oh god!” She says. I move my mouth to her ear and run my tongue sensuously over the shell of her ear. I move my finger in and out of her. I can barely get a finger inside. I whisper in her ear. “You are so tight. I can’t wait to fuck you.” She moves her hands to my shoulder running her nails down my chest. I lift her leg over my hip and move my mouth down her chest. I push the straps of her dress down exposing her breasts. Her nipples are pink and sweet. I suck one into my mouth and rub her little clit with my thumb. She lets out a few impassioned moans.

  I release her nipple and move to the other one. She slumps back into the car. One of her hands holds my head close. I push the dress further down until it’s around her waist. My mouth moves down to her stomach then her thighs. I place a few soft kisses moving up to her bare swollen pussy. She’s moist and wet. I place a kiss over it. She lets out a shocked breath. I push my tongue out and taste her. I run my tongue up and down her lips. She tastes so sweet. I pull her leg over my shoulder and run my tongue over her swollen clit. She mewls loudly. My tongue rolls over her clit as I enter a second finger. Suddenly, she stiffens and lets out a loud ecstatic moan. She shudders and comes in my mouth.

  I slow my fingers and pull away when she sags against the car door. Licking my lips, I taste her. I slide up her body and kiss her passionately. I like the fact that she can taste her own essence. She stops kissing me and leans her head on my shoulder. I hold her close and kiss her on the forehead. I don’t know how long we stand there. But, what I do know is that my cock is hard, and that I want to be inside her.

  I pull back from her arms and open the passenger door. She flushes shyly and slides into the seat. I’m on my way to my house when my phone rings. I reach for my phone. “This is Gideon.” I answer. Cameron responds. “Gideon. I just got a call from a contact. Willem is near a club in uptown Manhattan right now. I just sent you the information. Can you go and check it out?” I look over to Jade who is leaning back on the seat. Fuck! I lick my lips and answer. “Yeah. I’m on my way.” Jade looks back towards me in question. I hang up the phone and turn the car around. “I have business to do right now. I’ll drop you off at home.” She sits up and begins covering her bare breasts with her top. Then gives me a disbelieving look but I doesn’t respond. Maybe it’s better this way.

  When we get to the front of the school, I park the car and step out to open her door. Her dress rides up slightly when she slides
out of her seat. I close the door behind her. During the drive I thought about what we would have done and decided that I should have stuck to the plan and left her alone. Before she walks in I pull her to the side and say. “Listen, Jade. What we did earlier was really fun, but…I don’t want to do this again. I mean, I want someone who is more experienced. You’re just not in my league sexually. So let’s just leave things here.” She pulls back with a hurt look on her face. I had never wanted to take something back as much as I did those words. I can see tears gleaming in her face, but they don’t fall. Instead she pulls back her hand and slaps me-hard. My head snaps back. I reach up rubbing my cheek. She takes a few breaths before she says. “Go to hell Gideon. Don’t ever come near me again you bastard.” A single tear slips down her face. She swipes it away and pushes past me to the front door.

  I give her retreating back a regretful look and drive away.

  Chapter 7: Mortification

  Jade

  I run into my room and slam the door shut. “That bastard! I hate him. How could he do this to me? I’m so ashamed. How could he say that to me? I slide down the door dejected. My face feels hot with embarrassment. It was the most wonderful experience of my life and he ruined it.

  Neither Tamara nor Cherry show up that night. I received a text saying that they were going home with some guys. This makes my throat clog. What is wrong with me?

  The next morning I still feel embarrassed and depressed. The only thing that can get my mind off Gideon is dancing. So I go to the studio. The studio is fairly quiet this morning. There are a few dancers doing stretches. I move towards a private area and turn on my iPod. I don’t feel like playing some classical music. I scroll through my playlist until I find what I’m looking for. The way you lie part II by Rhianna. I do a few pirouettes and turnouts. Then lay there exhausted after the song ends.

  Suddenly a throat clears. There’s a tall guy standing in the doorway. He’s very attractive with mocha colored skin and green eyes. He claps softly and steps forward. “Oh my goodness that was beautiful.” He says excitedly. I stand up feeling uncomfortable. He moves closer with his arm extended for a handshake. “I’m Adrian.” He says with a kind smile. I shake his hand lightly. “Hi Adrian. I’m Jade.” He nods his head enthusiastically. “Oh I know. I love how you dance. I come here all the time to dance. I watch you dance sometimes.” He covers his mouth as if he’s said too much. “But not in a creepy way.” He says reassuringly. I nod my head guardedly. He must notice my wariness because he holds his hand out harmlessly and says. “Don’t worry I’m gay. I promise. I’m just interested in your dancing. You see, I’m looking for a partner. My boyfriend is also a dancer. We both had partners, but my partner was just recently hurt and decided to retire. I was wondering if you are looking for a partner.” He says holding his hands together in hope.

  I look around stunned. “I…um…let’s see what you have.” He claps excitedly and holds an index finger up. “Perfect. Just let me find a song.” He walks over toward a bag and withdraws his own IPod. A few seconds later a soft melodic song comes on. He takes Pointe and dances. He is incredible. When he finishes he bows. I clap my hands in excitement and move forward. “Wow. That was amazing Adrian.” He gives me a humble smile and bows his head. “Thank you. So what do you think?” I nod my head “I’d love to dance with you. But I haven’t really danced with a partner in a long time.” He shakes his head and pats my hand. “Don’t worry honey. With the way you move we’ll do wonderfully.” He grips my elbow lightly and walks me over to a nearby bench. We sit down face to face. “Now…” He says “…we are part of a small dance crew. We’re no New York Ballet, but we work hard and get a good amount of gigs. That’s where my boyfriend is now. He’s in California for the next few weeks with his partner. I didn’t go because I was searching for the perfect partner. And now I found her.”

  Adrian and I become good friends after that. I had never felt so close to someone. Tamara and Cherry are nice, but they’re each other’s friends. I always felt like the leftover sometimes. But with Adrian it feels like we’re the same person. We love the same things which is funny considering he’s gay and I’m an eighteen year old girl. His boyfriend Mason is great too. Adrian called him as soon as I agreed to join the troupe. Mason is also gorgeous with scruffy auburn hair and green eyes. They seem to love each other a lot. It makes me jealous how sweet they are to each other. Adrian says they met three years ago when they were partnered to dance as rats in the Nutcracker. He says it was love at first sight.

  Over the next few weeks we practice and hang out. Summer break is here. Tamara and Cherry went home a few days ago. I decided to stay behind with the pretext that I have to dance. I give my mother and Carlson the same reason. I really have no desire to go home.

  Today, Adrian and I are having coffee at a nearby café excitedly discussing our first gig. The barista hands us our coffee. I laugh when Adrian takes a sip and moans loudly. I can’t help but giggle at his antics. “Mmm girl. I can’t wait for my Mason to come home. I’m going to attack that man as soon as he walks through the door.” He says making a clawing gesture and growling. I laugh again and take sip of my own coffee. “I’m so jealous.” I say half serious.

  Adrian raises his eyebrows. “Girl what are you talking about? You are gorgeous. I’ve seen guys approach you. But you snub them. So what gives? ” I roll my eyes. “You’re right Adrian. It is me. I just… there’s only one guy that I want, but he doesn’t want anything to do with me. He told me that I wasn’t woman enough for him.” Right then, I tell Adrian about Gideon how we met and several of our encounters leading to the one where he gave me oral sex.

  I told him about Gideon telling me that he didn’t want to be my boyfriend. That he just wanted to fuck me. Adrian chokes and sputters then fans himself. “Are you freaking kidding me? Holly shit the guy sounds seriously intense. ” He wipes his mouth with a napkin brushes his hands over his bright pink button down shirt and multicolored infinity scarf. I shake my head feeling sadness overwhelm me. Even though I haven’t seen Gideon in weeks, I still think about him all the time. I let out a relieved breath. I felt so much lighter. As if I needed to tell someone about me and Gideon. I look over to Adrian and say, “I wish I was kidding you. I guess it’s not meant to be.” Adrian places his hand over mine and pats it. “Well then it’s his loss.” I nod in agreement.

  I take another sip of my coffee and relax back into my chair. “By the way I love your scarf.” Adrian preens rubbing his hand over his scarf. “You like? Mason bought this for me on our two year anniversary.” I smile thinking about all of the outfits that I’ve seen him in. Adrian is definitely in a league of his own. He’s always wearing the most flamboyant outfits. Last week he came out of the house with a Marilyn Monroe shirt a glittery cardigan, green tights and blue high-top wedges. When I asked him where he was going, he said he was going to the grocery store. I love his quirky style. It’s so him.

  Adrian gives me a mischievous smile. “Anyway girl, I am so excited to dance tomorrow. Remember, after the dance dinner is on me. We have to celebrate our success. ” I give him a delighted smile. “I can’t wait either.” We sit there contented and plan out our night. Adrian is such a sweet guy. It’s amazing because he is a big man. He’s about five inches over six feet of muscle. However, his biggest muscle is his heart.

  Chapter 8: Revealed

  Gideon

  I’m at the club that Cameron informed me Willem would be in. Once I get in, I scan the room. No one stands out. After a few moments, I spot him. I’m shocked. Willem looks a little older, but it’s definitely him. I move through the crowd trying to get closer. He still hasn’t spotted me. A few women try to lure me into the dance floor, but I refuse keeping my eyes on my target.

  He is talking to a few women and a man. I can’t see the man’s face. Suddenly, Willem pulls away and begins walking through the crowd. I keep my eye on him and move closer. The crowd thickens and I lose him. I move towards were I think he would be,
but he’s no longer there. Fuck! I think to myself. I search around the club a few times, but he’s no longer there. The women he was talking to are still there, but the other man is also gone.

  The women smile when I walk up to them. Looking me over. One moves closer rubbing her breasts enticingly over my chest. “Oh my god you are so hot.” She slurs out drunkenly. I pull her back trying to maintain an air of interest. However, my mind is focused on another woman and how good she felt against me. Her friend moves closer licking her lips and perusing my body. “Hi, I’m Lauren. Want to come home with us baby? We can show you a good time.” I give Lauren a wolfish smile.

  “Actually Lauren, I was wondering if you could tell me who the two guys talking to you were. I think one of them was my friend Willem, but I don’t know.” I shrug my shoulders with a boyish chuckle. The women eat it up. “The first woman moves closer and runs her hands down my chest. I try to resist the revulsion I feel. “We don’t know who they were, but they were asking us if we wanted to model, cause we’re so pretty and all.” Her friend nods her head. “Yeah he gave us a card and said to call him.” She shows me the card which I take from her hand. “Hey.” She slurs out trying to grab the card from my hand. “That’s mine.” I look at the card and information then hand it back to her and whisper, “Sorry.” Thankfully, I have a photographic memory.

  The girls smile sloppily and reach for me again. But this time I pull away with an apologetic look. “Sorry ladies, but I don’t want to take advantage of your drunken state, maybe next time.” I walk away quickly. My mind is in turmoil. What the hell is Willem up to?

  I dial Cameron’s number when I reach my car. He answers on one ring. “Gideon.” I pull my car out of the lot. “I saw him. He left before I could reach him, but he was talking to some girls and another man, perhaps a possible accomplice. Anyway, he gave one of the girls his card. Can you have one of your men run the number through the system?” He takes a moment to answer. “Yeah, give me the number and I’ll get the information.” I give him the number and the rest of the information in the card. He responds “Good. I’ll call you when I get a hit.” He hangs up.