"Bye sweetheart," I kiss her forehead.

"I love you," she cries.

"I love you too."

I give her a strong hug before I run out the door. My beautiful Adele. The black cab is waiting for me, and I fall into the cushiony seat.

"Where to, sir?"

"The Hilton Hotel on Gallard Street."

"Yes sir. That will be 5 dollars and 15 cents."

I hand him a $5 and $1.

"Keep the change."

I grin knowing that I will gain that 85 cents back, but over a million times more. I gaze out the window, foggy blue sky with no clouds in sight. Building are at my expanse, each one a different height. I rest my head onto my hand, and my eyes quickly drift to sleep.

"We have arrived sir."

My eyes slowly open, and i quickly wipe the drool from my mouth. I gather my bag and open the silver latch.

"Thanks," I mumble and make my way inside.

"Cameron Mendoza," I hear someone whisper. I turn to the voice.

Her viberant brown hair is cut sharply just below her chin, rough freckles line her nose and her green-yellow eyes appear beautiful under her long lashes. With a thousand gold piercing lines on her ears, you would think she could start a gold mine. Her tan skin glows against the slim white dress she is wearing.

"And who might you be?"

"Jackie Fickle. A pleasure to finally meet you Mr. Mendoza."

"You as well," I say with a grin on my lips.

We walk to the back room, ready for business.

"So, Mr. Mendoza, do you have all the details for the heist?"

"I sure do," I say with a smile still on my face.

"Great," she sighs. Her hands press against the table and she leans forward.

"Let's get to business then."

I chuckle and open my bag.

"Here is all the info I have been for this bank heist. We should get just under a million dollars if it goes all to plan."

"Great work," she says gazing into my eyes.

I glance up at her, and she doesn't loose eye contact. A hair falls from behind her ear and I reach out and put it back. She looks down.

"You know Mr. Mendoza, that I have a boyfriend, right?"

"And I have a girlfriend. But she would never know."

She glances back up to me and seems impressed.

"Alright Mr. Mendoza, you win."

I smirk up at her and lean in. The touch is so brief and light that I almost think I am in a dream. Our lips part and I run around to her side of the table. I wrap my arm around her waist and she digs her nails into my hair. I pull her in tight and lean down to kiss her again.

She releases first and looks back to the work waiting for us at the table. We dive into which is the best plan, and who should do what job. She interrupts.

"You are one heck of a kisser, Mendoza."

"Ah, so we've gotten ride of the Mr, I see."

"How about you teach me some of your tricks?"

"I thought it was a one and done."

"It doesn't have to be."

"But let's just leave it as that, alright?" I croon to her.

The rest of the meeting she doesn't listen to what I say and keeps her eyes on me.

"Ms. Fickle, if it seems that I am a distraction then I could find someone else for your job."

"Mhm."

I leave the room with all my stuff and call for a cab. It hits me that I might have hurt Adele.

"Adele?" I call.

"Cameron?! What are you doing here?"

"I.. I.."

Adele runs into my view and I hear a gasp that does not belong to her voice...

---To be continued---

(only if you guys want me to do a second part lol)