Robbers
Chapter Three
I woke up in the morning alone in the bed, but it only took a moment to locate Vic. He was sat on the dingy carpet in front of the bed, the black duffel bag he had filled with cash next to him and the money itself laid out in front of him in stacks.
He always did this the morning after a job. He was in charge of all the financial stuff, everything else too I suppose. I didn’t mind though.
He was Robin Hood and I was a strange mix of his Little John and Maid Marian.
I just watched for a moment, propping myself up on my elbow and watching silently as he sorted the money, figuring out how much we needed to keep and what was going where.
When I got tired of just watching, I stood up, wrapping the flimsy, stained but once white sheet around my naked lower half before making my way around to the foot of the bed and sitting myself crossed legged next to him. He didn’t seem to notice me until I leaned my head on his shoulder, lost in the process he was trying to complete.
He smiled a brilliant smile at me before pressing a kiss to my forehead and I smiled, closing my eyes and basking in the moment.
He always did this the morning after a job. He was in charge of all the financial stuff, everything else too I suppose. I didn’t mind though.
He was Robin Hood and I was a strange mix of his Little John and Maid Marian.
I just watched for a moment, propping myself up on my elbow and watching silently as he sorted the money, figuring out how much we needed to keep and what was going where.
When I got tired of just watching, I stood up, wrapping the flimsy, stained but once white sheet around my naked lower half before making my way around to the foot of the bed and sitting myself crossed legged next to him. He didn’t seem to notice me until I leaned my head on his shoulder, lost in the process he was trying to complete.
He smiled a brilliant smile at me before pressing a kiss to my forehead and I smiled, closing my eyes and basking in the moment.