crowds parted. No one got in my way, but more than one girl tried to rub herself up against me. I wasn’t in the mood tonight. There were plenty of guys in here that would pick up my slack. They didn’t appeal to me anymore.
The bar was always packed to the rafters on the weekends. In all fairness, we didn’t need Lauren in tonight. Jimmy had the bar covered and the others fell over each other to get the weekend shifts. The drinks started flowing and the tips came rolling in. They could easily double or triple what they earned behind the bar in tips in a weekend alone. Knowing that her asshole ex had wiped out her bank account, I hoped that tonight would go a long way to boosting Lauren’s cash situation.
Wall to wall bodies around the dance floor and the lines at the bar were at least four deep. I had a couple of things to take care of in the office and needed a little peace and quiet. The music was thumping and the atmosphere was hyper. I couldn’t think out there.
‘Sinners’ was a popular place to be seen and girls fought over themselves to get close to me and my boys. It was laughable really. And the reaction of the people that came into the bar were always predictable. Girls threw themselves at us like we were goddamn rock stars, wanting to jump our bones if we just so happened to glance in their direction. And the guys? They were intimidated by us. The boys and I worked out when we had the time and had some pretty impressive muscle mass between us. Although, there were some tools out there that thought they could take us on. It was always fun to knock them down a peg or two.
I’d always kept myself in shape. I didn’t go to the gym or any of that bullshit, but I ran and lifted weights whenever I had the time. It seemed to happen less and less lately, but keeping busy was always a good thing.
Austen and Kellin needed to keep fit and be at the top of their game for their line of work. They owned a successful security business that specialised not only in the technical side of things, but also personal protection. It was physical stuff and it wouldn’t do to be breathless and wheezing when they were supposed to be protecting someone. Their business would pack up and close if they didn’t keep their shit together.
And Jared was built like a brick shit house. He was an MMA fighter and had been working the underground circuit for years. Recently, he’d gone legit and was making a real name for himself in the business. The boy was doing us all proud and helping him train kept us all in shape.
He was following in my father’s footsteps. Dad had been a renowned fighter in his youth, hence why we all learned how to look after ourselves from a young age. The Saints’ weren’t a family to be messed with and we had a fierce reputation to uphold.
The door to my office opened up and the sudden noise from the bar rattled around my head. It was Lauren.
“Is everything okay?”
“I just wanted to say thank you again.”
I nodded. “He’s gone now. You’ll be fine.” She knew I wouldn’t say what happened this afternoon, but she had a pretty good idea of what went down from the bloody, bruised knuckles.
“I appreciate it.” She slid me another shot of Jack.
“You’ll be okay.”
“I will.” She looked determined to get back what she’d lost.
“Maze will be staying with you tonight.”
“He doesn’t have to.” She shook her head. “I’d rather be on my own and anyway, my friend is coming over to stay tomorrow.”
“Maze is staying tonight. And he’ll be there tomorrow. That’s final.”
She rolled her eyes at me but the small smile showed she appreciated what we were doing for her.
Getting back to business, I wanted to get a couple of calls out of the way before heading home. Jimmy had things covered here and I didn’t feel like a late night. I had someone waiting for me at home that meant more to me than any skank I could pull in this bar.
Chapter Two
Dominic
Walking
The bar was always packed to the rafters on the weekends. In all fairness, we didn’t need Lauren in tonight. Jimmy had the bar covered and the others fell over each other to get the weekend shifts. The drinks started flowing and the tips came rolling in. They could easily double or triple what they earned behind the bar in tips in a weekend alone. Knowing that her asshole ex had wiped out her bank account, I hoped that tonight would go a long way to boosting Lauren’s cash situation.
Wall to wall bodies around the dance floor and the lines at the bar were at least four deep. I had a couple of things to take care of in the office and needed a little peace and quiet. The music was thumping and the atmosphere was hyper. I couldn’t think out there.
‘Sinners’ was a popular place to be seen and girls fought over themselves to get close to me and my boys. It was laughable really. And the reaction of the people that came into the bar were always predictable. Girls threw themselves at us like we were goddamn rock stars, wanting to jump our bones if we just so happened to glance in their direction. And the guys? They were intimidated by us. The boys and I worked out when we had the time and had some pretty impressive muscle mass between us. Although, there were some tools out there that thought they could take us on. It was always fun to knock them down a peg or two.
I’d always kept myself in shape. I didn’t go to the gym or any of that bullshit, but I ran and lifted weights whenever I had the time. It seemed to happen less and less lately, but keeping busy was always a good thing.
Austen and Kellin needed to keep fit and be at the top of their game for their line of work. They owned a successful security business that specialised not only in the technical side of things, but also personal protection. It was physical stuff and it wouldn’t do to be breathless and wheezing when they were supposed to be protecting someone. Their business would pack up and close if they didn’t keep their shit together.
And Jared was built like a brick shit house. He was an MMA fighter and had been working the underground circuit for years. Recently, he’d gone legit and was making a real name for himself in the business. The boy was doing us all proud and helping him train kept us all in shape.
He was following in my father’s footsteps. Dad had been a renowned fighter in his youth, hence why we all learned how to look after ourselves from a young age. The Saints’ weren’t a family to be messed with and we had a fierce reputation to uphold.
The door to my office opened up and the sudden noise from the bar rattled around my head. It was Lauren.
“Is everything okay?”
“I just wanted to say thank you again.”
I nodded. “He’s gone now. You’ll be fine.” She knew I wouldn’t say what happened this afternoon, but she had a pretty good idea of what went down from the bloody, bruised knuckles.
“I appreciate it.” She slid me another shot of Jack.
“You’ll be okay.”
“I will.” She looked determined to get back what she’d lost.
“Maze will be staying with you tonight.”
“He doesn’t have to.” She shook her head. “I’d rather be on my own and anyway, my friend is coming over to stay tomorrow.”
“Maze is staying tonight. And he’ll be there tomorrow. That’s final.”
She rolled her eyes at me but the small smile showed she appreciated what we were doing for her.
Getting back to business, I wanted to get a couple of calls out of the way before heading home. Jimmy had things covered here and I didn’t feel like a late night. I had someone waiting for me at home that meant more to me than any skank I could pull in this bar.
Chapter Two
Dominic
Walking
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