Second Lead Syndrome: A Second Chance Chapter 172 - Not wearing any bra

Lena opened the door to their room. Obviously, she did expect any 5-star service nor a cleanroom. They just need to stay here for a bit. Lena dropped the bags on the bed and went to close the door. By the time she turned about, Kris was already shirtless and preparing to remove his pants.

"AHH NO!" Her sudden voice made Kris stopped.

Kris was feeling warm. And something heavy down there was itchy. Lena could see that there was a slight bulge from his pants. She blushed. She needed to the adult.

She went to the bathroom and luckily the water was running fine. "Take a cold shower okay? And your clothes are all right here."

Lena pulled the half-naked Kris to the shower and turned it on. He repelled the cold water at first but then it was cooling him down. Lena closed the door.

She saw a payphone outside the motel. She needed to change first. She quickly removed all her clothes and put on the big t-shirt and pants. The pants were loose but she ripped the top and tied a knot on it so it would not drop on her.

The t-shirt was loose enough so it was not as obvious that she was not wearing any bra. She still heard the shower running so she quickly went out to the payphone.

She inserted a few coins in but the damn phone was broken. Lena went back to see if the old fat lady was still at the counter but she was not anymore.

She went back to the room and Kris was already out. His body was cuddling itself on the hard floor. Lena quickly went to check if something happened to him but she realized that he had fallen asleep.

His hair was still wet. She grabbed a towel and dried his hair as he slept on the ground. That was probably where he felt comfortable sleeping in. His bed was so hard too.

Lena still has her bracelet with her but only her own team knows about that. Her other tracker does not trigger unless her heart rate was beating too fast or too slow. Lena was not going to risk triggering it. Kris was here and they were alright... sooner or later, they would be found.

She grabbed the bag with some basic first aid and tend to Kris' wound. His hand was especially bloody and scratched from all the punching. She cleaned it again even though he showered. She put some ointment on it.

After Lena was done with that, she grabbed the blanket from the bed and covered Kris with it. She bent down and gave him a kiss on his forehead.

"Night."

There was only one blanket but it was fine. Lena sat on the sofa and just stared at the sleeping man. However, as usual, she fell asleep.

It was only a few minutes after Lena went to sleep that Kris woke up. He blinked as his eyes adjusted to the dark. He jerked his body up. He does not remember anything... where the h*ll is he?

He stood up quickly and looked at his hands. There were some sticky stuff on it and the clothes he was wearing was crap. He could feel his manhood just dangling in the open space in his pants. He pulled his pants down a bit to confirm that he was not wearing anything under it.

"F*ck!" He turned around and there saw Lena, in a bundle, legs up on the sofa and asleep.

Seeing her there, he instantly feel better but part of his heart ached. He walked up to her and pushed back the hair in front of her face.

"Did I hurt you?" He whispered to her. He closed his eyes and tried to remember... but he can't. He noticed that the bandage on his arm was where he must have cut out his tracker.

He grabbed the blanket on the floor and covered Lena with it. It must have been tough on her...

Kris opened the door and went out. He pounded on the motel doors but it seems like it was completely empty. He walked the streets a bit before he saw a few older men smoking weed under a streetlight. He walked up to them.

"Got a phone?"

The man looked up at Kris. "Boy, why don't you just ---"

Kris grabbed his arm and twisted it. The man yelled in pain and the other guys backed away. Just from looking at Kris, they knew he was a tough guy.

"I said, DO YOU HAVE A F*CKEN PHONE."

"Give the boy a phone you sh**holes!"

One of the other guys took out his phone and gave it to Kris. Kris grabbed it and released the old man. He dialed Keso.

"Hello?" Keso picked up.

"It's me."

"KRIS!" Keso put the phone on speaker and Collin was finally able to breathe again. "Where are you?" Collin shouted over the phone.

"Shallow district, the motel."

"Be there in 10. What's the scale?" Collin stepped on the gas.

"I don't know. I don't remember."

"Again?"

"You should tell me... how Lena was able to f*cken find me and my team of hundreds can't even do that."

Collin cleared his throat. "See you in 5."

Kris hung up the call and toss the phone back to the guy. "Thanks."

He ran back to the motel. Lena was still in her same position, legs up and head drooping on the side as she slept. It was such an uncomfortable position.

Kris walked over, removed the blanket and tried to carry her to the bed instead. In his attempt, Lena's pants got loose and Kris almost had a heart attack. Like him, she was wearing nothing under too.

He slid the pants back up. His face was totally flushed... he cannot lie that he did not see it.

He attempted again and was more careful this time and placed her on the bed. He noticed that she had a larger cut on her lips.

He touched it with his thumb and caressed it. "Which f**ken bastard did this to you? I'll kill him when I find out."

Kris bent down and kissed her forehead before heading out. Collin was here. Kris stepped out with his souvenir t-shirt and baggy shorts.

Collin stepped out of the car and was shocked at this clothings. "What are you wearing?" Kris glared at him. "You don't have to answer that..."

"Where's Keso?"

"He's taking care of the situation. I'll drive you and Miss. Shen home first."

Kris walked back inside and carried Lena to the car. Instead of leaving her in the back like last time, he stayed with her. He placed her on his laps and rested her head on his chest.

When they were almost to the parking lot, Lena suddenly opened her eyes and jerked her head up. She hit Kris' chin and whimpered, touching her head.

"Sorry, we're almost back home," Kris spoke as he helped her rubbed the spot that hit his chin. It hurt but not as much as seeing Lena in pain.

Lena looked around and spotted Collin. "I fell asleep again!"

She immediately got off Kris' lap and rubbed her eyes. Just then, Collin parked the car. Lena opened the door herself and got out. She was going to close the door but Kris exited her way.

"You should go up with me, clean your wound up for the night." Kris suggested.

"No... You probably have nothing."

"I don't, but Collin does." Kris nudged his head to Collin who just took out a big first aid kit from the back of his trunk. It was the size of a small suitcase.

"Yes, Miss. Shen should get checked first and treated even if it's small." Collin smiled.

With two against one, Lena rode the speed elevator up with them. They entered the penthouse to which the blood on carpet was already cleaned.

Kris went to get change first while Collin checked Lena out. He just had to make sure Lena had no concussion and her cuts were bandaged, although she did not have a lot.

"Go get her something to change into, I'll help her. And get us something to eat." Kris told Collin.

Collin left them. Kris dragged Lena to his room and sat her on his bed. He cleaned her semi-swollen hand and then put some ointment on it. He realized that the sticky stuff on his hand before was Lena treating his wound.

He looked up at her. She took care of him but not herself. He dabbed a small ointment on his finger and tapped it on Lena's lips.

"Who did this to you?"

'YOU DID!' Lena met his eyes. "You don't remember?"

Kris put the medicine down. "No. So tell me, I'll kill him for you."

Lena smiled a bit. He was going to kill himself? "You already killed him. You smacked him with a stick." Lena lied. Kris can't die so might as well blame it on a man who was already dead.

"Anywhere else?" Kris asked.

"No."

"You're lying. Where else?" Kris sternly spoke.

Lena cleared her throat. "My back."

"Turn around."

"It's fine, I'll do it myself." She was not wearing any bra, okay!

"You can't reach it. It's just your back, turn around."

Lena stood up and turned around. Kris reached up to her back, making sure not to lift the shirt up too much. He applied the ointment.

"It's done."

Lena thanked him. She was going to walk out but Kris grabbed her hand. He pulled her to a tight hug.

"Thanks... I am sorry if I hurt you." His voice was sad like he was scared that he did something so wrong. Lena was not saying anything so Kris pulled her body more close to his. He closed his eyes, bent down his head, and ruffled it on her head.

"Don't hug me too tight, please. I am seriously not wearing any bra right now."

"NOT WEARING ANY BRA!!" A voice screamed from the doorway.

Kris instantly let go of Lena and separated their bodies. They both looked at the woman standing there.

"Mom?"

"What the hell is going on?!!"

Chapter end