Chapter 580 Deep Entrapment
Yancy was just messing around with Heather at first, thinking she had a killer body. It was supposed to be a fling, but now he was catching feelings.
Yancy rolled up to Blue Bar at 10 AM.
Blue Bar was a nighttime joint.
During the day, the crew was off catching some Z's, usually rolling in around 3 PM to get ready for the night shift.
Right now, Yancy had the place to himself.
He flicked on the lights and headed to the bar.
The bar was already cleaned up from the night before. Yancy lit a smoke and remembered Frank was still crashing on the third floor. He made his way up and knocked on the private room door. Ava answered.
Ava was rocking a skimpy spaghetti strap dress. Her eyes lit up when she saw Yancy, and she purred, "Yancy, Frank's still sleeping."
Yancy blew out a smoke ring, not even glancing at her, and strolled into the room. Ava trailed behind him, saying, "Yancy, Frank and I have been holed up here like you said, without a step out of the room."
She gave Yancy a look and tugged at her already low neckline, showing off even more.
Yancy didn't even give her a second look, plopping down on the sofa in the living room. He took a couple more drags and then crushed the cigarette in the ashtray. "Wake him up and tell him to come see me."
Ava didn't expect Yancy to brush her off like that. She puffed out her chest, feeling a bit miffed.
She obediently went into the bedroom to get Frank.
About 10 minutes later, Frank stumbled out in his pajamas, looking like he just woke up from a coma. "Yancy, what's up?"
Yancy asked, "Has Alice hit you up? Heard from anyone else while you've been here?"
Frank replied, "Alice? Yeah, she called, but I didn't pick up. Too risky. Blue Bar's the safest spot. If I leave, I might get whacked. Who knows what Alice's deal is? There's a lot of drama online, and I'm not dumb. Yancy, you stashed me here 'cause of that Natalie mess, right?"
"Yancy, you must be thirsty. Have some water." Ava, still trying her luck, brought over a glass of water and set it on the coffee table in front of Yancy. She was in that spaghetti strap dress, hair up, clearly not wearing anything underneath.
Yancy stood up. "I don't know Natalie. Just doing a favor for a friend. Stay put, and if Alice contacts you, let me know."
Frank said, "Got it. You saved my ass; I'll do whatever you say."
After Yancy left, Frank grabbed Ava's waist. "Can't wait to throw yourself at Yancy, huh?"
Ava yelped, "Frank, be gentle. That hurts."
"Look at you, acting all slutty, not even wearing underwear and throwing yourself at Yancy. So cheap," Frank said, pushing Ava onto the sofa.
Ava moaned seductively, "So tell me, who looks better, me or Alice?"
Frank teased, "You can't hold a candle to Alice. She's got more tricks in bed. Don't let her rich girl act fool you. In bed, she's a wildcat."
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