Inside Job by Aiden Forbes

Author:Aiden Forbes [Forbes, Aiden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Third Base Press
Published: 2018-02-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Katy

I dress the trout with herbs and spices.

I don’t like cooking fancy, because food is usually the last thing on my mind when I’m working. Plus I grew up poor, and I had to make do with few ingredients.

I wonder what Marcus thinks of this…me cooking for him, my sparse apartment, everything.

Compared to his elegant apartment, my place must seem like a very bland box. While he has art adorning every wall, tasteful furniture from the likes of Pottery Barn and Crate and Barrel, and even a full set of dishware...my place is decidedly less designed.

I have two plates, one for me and one for a guest. I have virtually never had another person over, so Marcus is actually the first person I can consider to be a guest.

My place is sparsely decorated because I’m always ready to run, ready to move, just in case my identity is ever discovered.

Hacking is no easy job. It’s highly illegal. Especially since I’m stealing millions of dollars from huge corporations. There’s no point in dressing up my apartment or in leaving more clues that need to be had as to my existence.

I’m used to living as a ghost. I’m naturally invisible to society, and that’s the way I like it.

Growing up on the streets taught me about how important it is to remain invisible. The cops came down hard on the poor neighborhoods. I learned at a very early age to just keep to myself and remain under the radar.

It’s a good thing I don’t care about pretenses, otherwise I might feel embarrassed about my place. As it is, I don’t mind.

I could be a multimillionaire by now if I kept all the money that I stole, or even just some of it. But money doesn’t impress me.

“Do you like your fish well done?” I ask him.

“Whatever you’re having.”

“I would apologize for the state of my apartment, but I really don’t care,” I say.

“I can see that.”

He doesn’t seem totally surprised by my living situation. Activism doesn’t pay well, after all.

He gets up and comes to stand behind me in the kitchen. I’m trying to concentrate on frying his fish, but when he buries his face in my neck from behind, the thrill of having him touch me like that sends waves of shivers down my body.

He turns off the stove, leaving the fish to fend for itself, and pulls me towards the bed. I’m at least glad that I make it a rule to have nice bedding.

He pulls me down on the soft duvet and kisses me. We make out for a long time, and I find that I’m even more attracted to him after having seen how he did today.

The fact that he has a sense of compassion for other people is such a turn-on. It’s my life’s work to help those people, so having seen Marcus be so natural in that setting made me want him more.

He pulls my hands up above my head and says, “Keep them there.”

He proceeds to undress me with his teeth.

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