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take it, he's scheduled in at twelve with her anyway.  I send Geek the changes for payroll and hit the shower.
     
     

Chapter Five
    One and a half weeks
    Bob
    Walking into the tattoo parlor I smile; Amanda is talking to a hairy muscle toned dude like he’s five.  I walk right over to her and kiss her head then move toward the back.
    “Babe.”  Is all she says then gets back to the pussy on her table.  I nod at Kellan, he rolls his eyes at the big pussy, making me laugh.
    I sit at Amanda’s desk and pull my laptop out of my bag.  I’ve done this a couple of days this week.  She doesn’t mind and I get my checks and any unfinished work done.  The yard is on high alert so keeping watch is important.  Luckily, all the Brothers are in so I don’t really have too much to worry about.  Quinn stands at the door.  She’s a decent artist but there’s something about her that I don’t like.  I make her wait while I plug into the surveillance feed.  When I look up she’s smiling.
    “Working all the time.  I like a man that isn’t afraid of work.”  Her tits go out as she talks.
    I roll my eyes.  She knows I’m in with Amanda but has no fuckin problem throwing herself out there.  I hate conniving bitches.  “Taken, Quinn, set your sights somewhere else.”  I go back to my feed.
    “Think Chet would give me a shot?”  She’s looking for an Officer?
    I send him a text letting him know she’s Officer prowling as she’s standing there.  “Ain’t his fuckin keeper; run along, Quinn, nothing here for you.”
    She spins leaving in a huff.  I’m the one wrong here?  Fuckin women.
    I answer my phone, “Yeah, Brother.”
    “Need you at Security at eight tomorrow.”  VP says.
    What the fuck is going on?  “I’ll be there.  Anything I need to know tonight?”
    He laughs, “Your girl’s ready.”  I get dead air.  Fuckin Brothers in my fuckin head.  I put my phone down and smile.  She’s ready.  Fuck if I’m not hard.  I think about the past week and getting to know her outside of the tattoo parlor.  She’s so fuckin sweet and sassy all at the same time.  I like that she’s not showing me only her best.  I got to see her pissed at Kellan and she got to see me go off on a Prospect that was drinking at the kids’ soccer game.  It didn’t change anything for either one of us.  I spent only a couple of days away from her and it was killing me not to pick up the phone and call her just to hear her voice.  The rest of the week we did errands, shopped and just hung out.  It’s certainly different than what I’m used to but I like it.  I think working for it is making it better for both of us.
    I watch the feed trying to calm my dick down.  There’s a lot of activity for a week night.  Amanda has me looking away from the feeds when she walks in the door.  “Hey, beautiful.”  I love seeing that smile as she walks to me.
    She sits on my lap and kisses me.  My dick stirs when she pulls a ring in her mouth and licks across it.  “Quinn says you’re an asshole.  I’m glad she thinks so.”
    “Fuck, woman.  I’m an asshole because I shut her down?  She works for you; she should have your back.  Bitch just wants an Officer, she doesn’t care which one.”  I’m shaking my head and she laughs.  “How the fuck is this funny?”
    “Since she didn’t get what she wants I’m happy.  She’s beautiful and available.  Not many men turn her down.  Thank you.”
    Fuck.  “You're beautiful and I wouldn’t be with you if I wanted someone else.  I’m trying to do it right from a fuckin list Patches and Rich helped me with.  I don’t need distractions or her fuckin attitude.”  I smile.
    She laughs.  “A fuckin list?”
    Fuck, maybe I shouldn’t have told her that.  “My whole life women threw themselves at me.  I didn’t know any other way.  You’re worth the effort so I got help to make sure I do right by you.  I’ve been liking the way things work