The Reign of Rain Robinson

“I don’t know why you insist on calling him that,” Sataria said and pointed at Marvin. “You own him. You know it and he knows it. You own him because he’s weak and you’re strong. I think strong men are very sexy and I find them to be very attractive,” Sataria all but purred and caressed Marvin’s hand.

He looked into her cat-like eyes, thinking how flat-out fuckin sexy she was, and it made him want to clear the food from the table with one arm while throwing her fine ass on it with the other. Then he would tear away whatever clothing was necessary for him to be inside her.

Fact: Marvin wanted to fuck Sataria.

Conjecture: Sataria wanted to fuck Marvin.

But whether it was conjecture or not, there they were, sipping cocktails and holding hands in an intimate, out of the way restaurant.

With that excellent icebreaker behind them, the conversation began to flow back and forth as Marvin revealed a little about himself, then Sataria revealed a little about herself. She told him that she was originally from Jacksonville, Florida.

“I got married to my first husband when I was twenty-one and we moved to New York ten years ago,” Sataria told him

and from that, Marvin knew that she was at least ten years older than he was and that added to her allure.

They talked about their favorite foods, and the things they enjoyed doing and who doesn’t like talking about the things they love. Soon they found that they both seem to love chocolate chip ice cream.

“I just may have to go out with you again,” Marvin said.

“Likewise, but that depends on how you answer my next question.”

“What’s that?”

“Do you like lemon meringue pie?”

Marvin leaned forward. “I love lemon meringue pie.”

“I just fell in love with you,” Sataria sat back and said.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” Marvin laughed.

“I haven’t?”

“No, Mrs. Pearson, wait until you’re in my arms and our lips have met.”

Just then, three men came in the door at Artie's with guns drawn and Sataria screamed. Marvin grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to the floor as they opened fire at them.

“Keep your head down,” Marvin said as he took out his gun. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“You promise?”

“I promise,” he said and returned fire.

As Artie’s customers dove for the floor, while others took cover under the tables, Marvin stood up quickly and turned over the table just as they opened fire again. With all that was going on in The Family, it was decided that no king would go anywhere alone. So, even though it was a date, Kelsey, who worked security at The Four Kings, was there watching Marvin’s back. He raised his weapon and shot one in the head.

The two remaining shooters continued firing at Marvin and Sataria. Kelsey stayed low to the floor, trying to make it to a spot where he could get a clear shot at one of the shooters. When he stopped firing to reload, Marvin stood up and hit him with two shots to the chest. Two more men came in Artie’s firing and once they found cover, Marvin stood up and fired while Kelsey made his way to him.

“We gotta get outta here,” Kelsey said, fired and took cover.

Marvin looked at Sataria, her eyes were red, tears were rolling down her cheeks, and she looked terrified.

“We’re goin’,” Marvin said and Sataria’s eyes opened wide. “Try to stay behind me.”

When Sataria nodded her head, Marvin stood up, and he and Kelsey fired at their attackers as they made their way to the door with Sataria.

Once they were outside, Marvin ran to the car, while Kelsey stood at the door blasting away. The second he and Sataria were in the car, Marvin started it up and headed for Artie’s fast.

“Put your head down,” he told Sataria as he drove the car between Kelsey and their attackers. Marvin kept firing while Kelsey dove in the backseat. As soon as he was in, Marvin drove off.