My WRONG TARGET

Episode 3

/Chris' POV/

It was extremely frustrating trying to contact Stacy without the call being listened to and traced. After trying for hours I gave up but made sure I had informed her.

"You look exhausted Chris" Tracy pointed out putting a drink on the table where my gadgets were.

"Don't put that there" I cautioned afraid she might pour the drink on my computers.

"I was trying to get you something to drink since you look so tired" she defended.

"I never said you weren't, I was just afraid you might pour it" I explained.

"Are you saying I'm careless?" Tracy frowned and I sighed.

"I never said that-

"Well, that's what you implied" Tracy shot back.

"Why do you pick offense in everything I say?" I asked gradually getting frustrated.

"And why do you pick offense in everything I do?" she lashed at me.

"I wasn't picking offense, I was merely cautioning you-

”And I don't want you to" she cut in brows furrowed furiously in a deep frown. The annoyance was obvious In her face and evident in her voice. I was also frustrated.

"But I can have you pouring a drink on any gadget I need those-

"What makes you think I can pour a drink on the gadgets?" she asked folding her hands now.

"It might be a mistake-

"Why would I make that mistake?-

"Everyone makes mistakes Tracy, why don't you get my point?" I frustratedly let out.

"Are you saying I'm dumb?" she scoffed.

"I never said that Tracy, why do you always get it wrong?" I frowned at her in annoyance.

"Now you just said I'm dumb" she declared and I sighed in exasperation.

"You're not dumb Tracy. you're smart, brilliant, and pretty okay?" I lashed out the question and she froze. I regretted it that instant.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm sorry-

"Tracy...I.." I was cut off with her lips on mine. okay, I wasn't expecting that and she pulled away right before I could reciprocate. She tried to head away but I held her back. No, you won't. I thought as I devour her lips hungrily. like I've been waiting for it for years. I had been waiting for it for years. But, I was scared. Tracy and Stacy might be identical in everything but Tracy was more frivolous, colder in every way. she was way smarter, she thinks faster, and was more strategic. she was the one with no feelings whatsoever. I never thought she could like me so I masked my feelings from her, I never showed any feelings whatsoever. I tend to be closer to Stacy, she was like a sister but I loved Tracy.

Tracy moaned I traced her back with my hands. Now I don't care about the gadget I thought as I picked Tracy up to make her wrap her legs around me carefully placing her on the table after clearing some gadgets away.

"Chris" Tracy called pulling away from me before staring deep into my eyes.

"Yes?" I questioned trying to control my anxiousness and eagerness to have her. To show her just how long I've waited for her. How much I had loved her. I can't believe she was right there in front of me. Kissing me.

"The gadgets" she warned pointing to most of my gadgets on the floor. I smiled then chuckled at her little mocking antic.

"I'll take care of them later" I replied moving to her mouth again after cupping her neck with my hands packing together loads of her hair as we both tasted each other. She tasted just the way she smells like vanilla and milk. I always thought it was her perfume but realizing she tasted like it was quite maddening and arouse me even more. Tracy tugged on my plain shirt and I didn't waste any time in getting out of it. Before zipping down her black short dress to expose her white lace bra to me. Standing up a little, I was able to get the dress off her. She inhaled sharply as her bare skin met with the cold table. But, I didn't let her dwell on it as I carried her up to wrap her legs around me burying my mouth in the crook of her neck to nib on her neck. From the sudden moan that escaped her throat, I knew I've met her sensitive spot. I continue to lay soft bites on his neck making her moan even more. I slowly move my way to her mouth immediately I managed to get us into the bedroom.

"Chris" she groaned in disapproval as I pulled away. Holy s**t that sound enough was enough to send me leaking. But I got quite in stall for her. It'll be a waste if her voice alone set off my release I thought making her watch as I got off the rest of my clothing. A lot in the stall, I thought as I moved back to her in bed. For years I never imagined me making love to Tracy even though I loved her. The twins didn't deal with love it was sort of some rules which I do not hold against them. They grew up rough. Having to kill anyone they were asked to was enough to reprogram their nature. I mean I have no idea why they haven't turned animal after everything they've been through at the academy. Maybe the twins are quite cold and heartless but I knew deep down in their skin there's still humanity left. They can still love and care. They always thought they can't but they still loved each other after all those years and I was certain they could as well. Tracy was clearly domineering as we made love, did we make love because it doesn't look like we were? We were practically having hot steamy s*x. But I didn't mind. I let her have her way as she stayed atop doing all the work. By the time we both lay next to each other. We were panting and sweating. After the effect of an extremely good f**k. I knew better than to talk to Tracy about it. She might hate to talk about it. That was it, we were done. After some seconds my eyes got blurry and I knew tiredness was taking over even without really doing anything. I let my body have its way. I woke up with Tracy gone by my side and my nakedness covered with the sheets. I moved into the bathroom to have a warm bath and I came out dripping having forgotten the robe in the room. I stilled as Tracy made her way in with a tray of juice in her hand. She raked my body with her eyes trying not to drool. She walked unaffected to the bedside table and for some reason, I knew she was only acting unaffected; she placed down the juice and took the bathroom robe from the hanger to throw at me. Which I caught quite gratefully. I gave her a grateful smile recovering a hand towel from the bathroom to dry my hair.

"Thanks" I muttered taking the cup of juice and raising it to my mouth. She watched me for a while before disappearing through the door. Seriously I was going insane for not having to talk to her, I wanted to talk to her; tell her I love her, tell her I wanted to try us but it was stupid, it was a futile effort because Tracy wouldn't give me a second look. It was killing me. Getting into a plain black T-shirt that was threatening to rip itself openly as it hugged my body exposing every flexed muscle. In fact, it wasn't hiding my n*****s. Not that Tracy would mind. I thought getting into khaki pants before making my way out. Funny enough Tracy had arranged my gadgets just the way it was before our... You know what it is, started. I saw her playing with her tablet but I had a feeling she was spying behind that tablet. I moved back to my working table and started to work on communicating with Stacy. The security was still up so I relaxed into the chair waiting for the perfect time to communicate with Stacy. I turned to caught Tracy staring at me then I stilled. Why was she looking at me like that? I wondered as she didn't shift or avert her gaze even after locking her eyes with mine, she had a skeptical and yet pensive look on her face, was she expecting me to talk about what happened to us?, was she upset I haven't said anything about it? Was she expecting me to bring it up?, my thoughts were making me frenzy and I was tempted. Extremely tempted to talk. She let out a guffaw and I tensed. Okay, that's it.

"Tracy"

/Stacy's POV/

I woke up with a splitting headache. Damn. I thought standing up from Xavier's bed trying not to make any more noise than necessary. I moved into the shower to wash off the sweat that had completely dried off but made me sticky. Using the hotel-provided lotion I moisturized my skin making my way to the sitting room where I took an apple from the basket which was placed in the middle of what was arranged to be a minor dining area. Getting rid of the towel I had wrapped around my body I picked up my clothes. I moved to the dressing mirror right on top of the dressing table to apply my makeup. Tying my hair up into a messy bun I turned to give Xavier one last look. He was exactly my type. He was perfect. I smiled as I watch him sleep quite beautifully sprawled chest down on the bed. I helped him to adjust the covers before making my way out of his room. I did steal his watch and some money though. Not like he would notice. He was a rich dude and I doubt he would mind losing a silver Rolex watch and a few dollars. It was 12.30 in the morning and yesterday's commotion seems to have died down. Though I still wasn't able to communicate with Chris I made my way to our hotel after grabbing a taxi. I knew our room number so I just walked into the elevator and headed there after paying the cab driver. The door was locked so I waited for some minutes for my sister to do me the honor of having the damn door open. My sister opened the door hands to the back. I know too well, that she was hiding a gun, well in case some freaky people decided to show up. It was not our first time dealing with this type of situation.

"Oh, God Stacy. Glad you're back" Tracy exclaimed giving me a light peck before leading me in.

"I'm sorry Stacy, I couldn't-

"I know Chris, it's alright " I cut Chris short when he tried defending himself abruptly shooting up from where he sat after his eyes fell on me.

"I guess we should be getting ready to head back. We're leaving early tomorrow guys. I'm so tired" I yawned making my way inside before turning to see the nervous faces behind me. Why do I smell tension? s****l tension to be precise?

"Did something happen while I was away?" I asked and my sister forced a smile. Like seriously Tracy. More effort in hiding it next time. I mentally scolded.

"Nothing just us trying to figure out how to communicate with you" Tracy replied eating her inner cheek. Bad liar. I wish she'd stop doing that anytime she lied.

"I don't think I believe you" I commented with quirkiness but Tracy scoffed and walked past me.

"What did you think happened?" she asked making her way into our bedroom.

"Maybe s*x" I noted and Tracy studied me for a brief moment.

"Was that what happened while you were away?" she asked moving to the divan close to the window.

"Don't turn the table around Tracy. I know you guys did it. No denying. Like what the f**k! Does it have to be my bed?" I frowned noticing the slick right in the middle of my crumpled bed.

"You know better than anyone the dangers of leaving evidence behind don't you, for crying out loud you're a professional- wait have you gotten rid of the bugs?" I asked before finishing my earlier question.

"Yeah, Chris did that" my sister despondently replied. I scoffed because she just showed evidence that I caught her.

"Good, as I was saying, you are a professional assassin Tracy-

"Do you really need to remind me of that?-

"Tracy rolled her eyes while I started to strip.

"Yeah, I can't believe you'll leave my bed unkempt when you intend to lie nothing happened between you two" I teased rolling my eyes as I got into more comfortable clothes of a baggy white T-shirt with a barbie doll on it and Jean shorts.

"Whatever" I heard Tracy renounce and I chuckled.

"So, that's it, you guys had s*x and that's it-

"It's just s*x Stacy, not a big deal." Tracy's voice was hollow and timid. Was something wrong?

"Hey, you okay?" I asked and she exhaled deeply.

"Something is wrong isn't it?" I asked moving from the bed to her side as she stared coldly at the window like she was about to murder someone.

"Tracy" I called and she groaned loudly.

"Someone seriously needs to shut up Stacy" she shot me a glare. That's one thing about me. When I need to hear something from her. I act as clingy as I can be. Well, don't blame me for wanting well for my sister. I know she's worried about something. It's the only explanation for the cranky mood.

"Someone's Cranky" I scoffed sitting right next to her and she adjusted her legs so I could do that.

"Can't you leave me alone Stacy? As you can see, I'm resting right now. It's been kinda a long day" Tracy implored moving to her bag to recover a bottle of white wine. Something I wish she doesn't always bring on trips.

"Clingy asshole" I heard her mutter and I abruptly turned to look at her.

"I heard that-

" You were supposed to" she clucked as she filled a wine glass with the whine.

"So, we are keeping things from each other now?" I asked and her shoulders sagged. I always got her there. I always do. She shot me a naughty look which definitely I don't care because I was gonna make her spill whether she like it or not.

"You don't give up do you?" she said draining down her cup.

"Nah, I don't," I said and she sighed. Looking at me with her predator's eyes. I don't care if she gives me that look I'm not back down.

"I really don't expect Chris to be quiet about it. I mean minutes ago we were straddling each other and then he was completely silent about it. It irked me really" she confessed filling up her glass again.

"Wow, there's a big surprise. I think I'm gonna have a heart attack and die from surprise" I widened my eyes pretending to be shocked.

"What's surprising?" she asked after draining her second cup.

"I have no idea you have it in you, sis. Feeling of hurt and betrayal-

" I'm not feeling hurt or betrayed Stacy-

"Are you not?" I asked and she frowned then suddenly looked pensive as if pondering on it.

"I'm sure Chris too thinks the same. He had no idea you have that feeling in you-

"What? I'm human Stacy" my sister chortled and I clicked my tongue making her furrow her brows because that action just told her I do not believe her.

"What do you mean by that?" Tracy asked and I gave her a skeptical look like I had no idea what she meant.

"You clicked your tongue when I declare myself human-

"Well, I'm debating on it. I mean today's job will make your murder list 3638 and still counting. My point is. The guy might just be scared you don't wanna talk about it-

"But what's there to be scared about?-

"You are there to be scared about Tracy." I pointed and snickered in disbelief.

"But I really would have appreciated him talking about it, I mean how could he just-

"Seriously I'm kinda shocked myself when you decided to dwell on it. Chris isn't the first person you've f****d so why are you hyping this sis? " I asked and she frowned. She's definitely denying it to herself again.

"Every woman just likes to be acknowledged, Stacy. I mean which lady like to be-

"Seriously Tracy. You don't dwell on the past. That's who you've always been. Well except for our parents' death you give no damn about the past. Just a question Tracy, if he had confronted you, told you he loved it, told you he wanted to try you both out, would you have jumped it or ducked it? "I asked moving to the bed again. She seems to be in quite a thought. She had quite a quizzical expression on her face.

"You would have ducked it, Tracy. You don't do commitment. You hate clingy. So, if Chris isn't talking about it. He's doing you both a favor. You wouldn't have to turn him down and he wouldn't have to get hurt. It balances out perfectly" I filled in for her and she sighed.

"With that solved, I'm going to bed" I announced moving to her bed instead of mine.

"Why my bed?" she whined.

"Maybe you could get rid of the slick on mine-

"Hold on a second. We still haven't talked about you " she complained joining me on the bed.

"What about me? "I asked feigning ignorance.

"Oh, don't play dumb with me, do you get lucky tonight? "she asked standing to sit at the other die I had turned to after her disturbance.

"Goodnight Tracy" I muttered yawning but she wasn't having it. She made me spill every single thing.

"You lucky b***h" she teased as I felt my eyes close.

"I love you, you enormously stubborn pain in the ass" I heard Tracy say moving to my bed.

"I love you too" I sleepily muttered driving off to dreamland. I woke up before everyone so I ordered breakfast and started to pack up for our journey back home. There was this tension between Tracy and Chris when they both woke up to appear in the living room at the same time.

"Morning" They despondently greeted each other moving to the table to have breakfast. This is why you shouldn't f**k your best friend. I thought rolling my eyes at how childish their actions were.

"Chris you packed yet? I think my sister and I are ready to get our asses out of this place.

"Yeah, packed last night. We'll leave immediately after breakfast. Thanks, Stace " he grinned creaming his bread. It was funny I ordered a casual English breakfast. Chris was on a perfect zebra stripes dress shirt with black pants while my sister and I settle for a white short jumpsuit with a sweetheart neckline but we had it complemented with a brown knee-length jacket. We all had our shades on as we made our way to the airport. My eyes fell on someone quite familiar but I ignored it. So I made my way for a body check and stuff. I arrived back to see Xavier heading towards my sister. Oh, shoot!

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