Alexis and the Robin Hood - A Sexy Interracial BWWM Romance Novelette from Steam Books (Romantica) by Steam Books, Annette Archer Page A
Authors: Steam Books, Annette Archer
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“Oh, Alexis!”
Yep, she knows I'm a thief, Jack thought. No one gets hired that easily otherwise.
“I'm so glad that you understand,” he said.
“Only I got to complain about with her is that she's a do-gooder, always involved in that idealism. Help the poor. Lobby congress. Take from the rich; give to the poor. And for some reason, even though she works here, I can't get that girl to wear a sensible piece of underwear.”
So Alexis is a Robin Hood like me, Jack thought. He wondered what type of underwear Alexis thought was 'reasonable' considering the level of pushup bra she was wearing. He followed Lola to the back of the store while she continued to shout out for Alexis.
“I suppose it's not all bad and everything, but us rich earned it, right?” Lola winked at me.
Jack gathered from that comment, Lola was not of a like mind. She stole to keep herself comfortable.
“I'm more of a Robin Hood myself,” Jack said as they entered the back room.
“Then you two will get along just fine,” she said. “Alexis!”
“Yes, Lola?” Alexis walked up with boxes stacked up over her head. “I'm a little busy at the moment.”
“Here, let me help you with those,” Jack said, trying to take boxes from Alexis.
“Nah, I got it,” she said, shifting to the side. “They go right here.”
She waltzed past Jack with her dark, willowy figure. Alexis was as tall as Jack. He shouldn't have been surprised considering how big her brother was, but Jack was almost six feet tall. He was sure that if you stood him between Alexis and David he would look like a tiny, white, wax bean.
Alexis was a natural beauty and quickly caught Jack's eye. Her hair was cropped close to her head and was shorter than Jack's, even. When she turned around, she didn't even have a stitch of makeup on her face. She wore no bra, a simple white dress, and brown sandals. She was quite a contrast to Lola, who was wearing a loud animal print skirt, a bra that propped her breasts up to her chin and out of her red low-cut shirt. Lola's shoes made her almost as tall as Alexis and Jack even though Lola herself was barely above five feet tall. And then there was Lola's makeup, which probably took a truckload of foundation.
“This is Jack,” Lola said. “Your brother sent him over.”
“Great,” Alexis rolled her eyes. “Because the last one he sent over was so great.”
“He was the only one that wasn't good,” Lola protested.
“What did he do?” Jack asked.
“Stole from the till,” Alexis said.
Jack, having been in the game for over ten years since he was let out of the foster care system when he was 18, knew that there was an honor system among thieves. You didn't steal from another thief, even if they weren't a Robin Hood like you, and you certainly never, ever stole from the front.
“What an idiot,” Jack said.
“My thoughts precisely,” Alexis said. “But Lola said he just needed a little extra money to meet rent. Give him a second chance. Rent! I saw him the night before boozing with his honey.”
“You can kick me to the curb the first time I even annoy you,” Jack said.
“Oh honey, everyone annoys Alexis,” Lola said.
“There's annoying and then there's annoying,” Alexis said. “Deal, Jack.”
Alexis shook Jack’s hand and smiled. Her hands weren't polished and groomed quite like Lola's. On her middle finger there was a large bump, a callus from writing often with a pen.
“So, you just a friend of my brother's or are you one of his lovers?”
“Lovers?” Jack said, surprised.
“Oh, don't be so surprised,” Lola said. “David is a good looking guy and has never been able to keep it in his pants for very long.”
“Lola, don't be so crass,” Alexis said. “He looks like the monogamous type.”
Oh shit! They think I am gay. This isn't about me being a thief...This is about me being gay!
“That's it,” Jack said, trying to keep his cool and his cover. He watched Alexis's beautiful,
Yep, she knows I'm a thief, Jack thought. No one gets hired that easily otherwise.
“I'm so glad that you understand,” he said.
“Only I got to complain about with her is that she's a do-gooder, always involved in that idealism. Help the poor. Lobby congress. Take from the rich; give to the poor. And for some reason, even though she works here, I can't get that girl to wear a sensible piece of underwear.”
So Alexis is a Robin Hood like me, Jack thought. He wondered what type of underwear Alexis thought was 'reasonable' considering the level of pushup bra she was wearing. He followed Lola to the back of the store while she continued to shout out for Alexis.
“I suppose it's not all bad and everything, but us rich earned it, right?” Lola winked at me.
Jack gathered from that comment, Lola was not of a like mind. She stole to keep herself comfortable.
“I'm more of a Robin Hood myself,” Jack said as they entered the back room.
“Then you two will get along just fine,” she said. “Alexis!”
“Yes, Lola?” Alexis walked up with boxes stacked up over her head. “I'm a little busy at the moment.”
“Here, let me help you with those,” Jack said, trying to take boxes from Alexis.
“Nah, I got it,” she said, shifting to the side. “They go right here.”
She waltzed past Jack with her dark, willowy figure. Alexis was as tall as Jack. He shouldn't have been surprised considering how big her brother was, but Jack was almost six feet tall. He was sure that if you stood him between Alexis and David he would look like a tiny, white, wax bean.
Alexis was a natural beauty and quickly caught Jack's eye. Her hair was cropped close to her head and was shorter than Jack's, even. When she turned around, she didn't even have a stitch of makeup on her face. She wore no bra, a simple white dress, and brown sandals. She was quite a contrast to Lola, who was wearing a loud animal print skirt, a bra that propped her breasts up to her chin and out of her red low-cut shirt. Lola's shoes made her almost as tall as Alexis and Jack even though Lola herself was barely above five feet tall. And then there was Lola's makeup, which probably took a truckload of foundation.
“This is Jack,” Lola said. “Your brother sent him over.”
“Great,” Alexis rolled her eyes. “Because the last one he sent over was so great.”
“He was the only one that wasn't good,” Lola protested.
“What did he do?” Jack asked.
“Stole from the till,” Alexis said.
Jack, having been in the game for over ten years since he was let out of the foster care system when he was 18, knew that there was an honor system among thieves. You didn't steal from another thief, even if they weren't a Robin Hood like you, and you certainly never, ever stole from the front.
“What an idiot,” Jack said.
“My thoughts precisely,” Alexis said. “But Lola said he just needed a little extra money to meet rent. Give him a second chance. Rent! I saw him the night before boozing with his honey.”
“You can kick me to the curb the first time I even annoy you,” Jack said.
“Oh honey, everyone annoys Alexis,” Lola said.
“There's annoying and then there's annoying,” Alexis said. “Deal, Jack.”
Alexis shook Jack’s hand and smiled. Her hands weren't polished and groomed quite like Lola's. On her middle finger there was a large bump, a callus from writing often with a pen.
“So, you just a friend of my brother's or are you one of his lovers?”
“Lovers?” Jack said, surprised.
“Oh, don't be so surprised,” Lola said. “David is a good looking guy and has never been able to keep it in his pants for very long.”
“Lola, don't be so crass,” Alexis said. “He looks like the monogamous type.”
Oh shit! They think I am gay. This isn't about me being a thief...This is about me being gay!
“That's it,” Jack said, trying to keep his cool and his cover. He watched Alexis's beautiful,
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