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When Xhex walked into the Iron Mask, she felt like she was stepping back in ti through desperate people like this, keeping her eyes peeled for trouble like this little knot of tension that had foruys were squaring off, a pair of Goth bulls all but pawing at the ground with their New Rocks Just to the side, a chick with black-and-white hair, glittery cleavage, and a du buckled straps of black leather was looking pretty damn satisfied with herself
Xhex wanted to slap her upside the head and send her packing just for that attitude alone
The real problem, however, was not this bonehead with the breasticles, but the two pieces of o Dana White on each other The concern was not so much what they did to each other&039;s noses or jawlines; it was the other two hundred people ere basically behaving Male bodies flying backward in twelve different directions could knock a lot of bystanders on their asses, and who needed that?
She was about to step in when she reminded herself that this wasn&039;t her job anyer responsible for these asshats and their libidos and their jealousies, their drug dealing and doing, their sexual exploits -
Annnnnnd here was Trez "Lati care of it anyway
The huger and ressive She knew the truth, however That Shadoas far uessed If he&039;d wanted to, he could have ripped their throats out in the blink of an eye then thrown the carcasses on a spit over a fire, basted them for a couple of hours, and had the of chips
Shadows had a unique way of disposing of their enemies
Tums, anyone?
As Trez&039;s bulk ed instantly: Dipshit chippie took one look at hiuys she&039;d whipped up into a tizzy Meanwhile, the pair of boozing bozos cooled off a little, stepping back and reevaluating their situation
Good plan - they were one second away fro it forcibly reevaluated for them
Trez&039;s eyes met Xhex&039;s for a heartbeat, and then he focused on his three patrons As the fe her eyes and her breast tissue, she etarian: Trez was vaguely disgusted
Over the din of the ht a feords here and there, but she could have guessed the script well enough: Don&039;t be an ass Take it outside First and only warning before you&039;re persona non grata
At the end of it, Trez practically had to peel the harpy off hirafted herself onto his ar her off with a, "You can&039;t be serious," he stepped up "Hey"
That slow, sexy smile of his was the problem, of course And the deep voice didn&039;t help Or that body
"Hey" She had to sain?"
"Always" He glanced around "Where&039;s ya man?"
"Not here"
"Ahhhhh" Pause "How you?"
"I don&039;t know, Trez I don&039;t knohy I&039; out, he put a heavy arainst him God, he smelled the sa that was altogether hiirlie," he murmured "Back to irlie&039; "
"Okay How &039;bout &039;buttercup&039; "
She snaked an arm around his waist and leaned her head on his pec as they started walking together "You like your balls where they are?"
"Yeah I don&039;t like the way you&039;re lookin&039;, though I prefer you feisty and pissed off"
"Me, too, Trez Me too"
"So we&039;re good on the &039;buttercup&039;? Or do I have to get even tougher with you? I&039;ll pull out &039;pookie&039; if I have to"
In the way back of the club, next to the locker rooed in and out of their street clothes, Trez&039;s office had a door on it like ametal desk, and a lead-lined blanket chest that was bolted to the floor That was it Well, aside froes, laptops
It felt like a million years since she&039;d been around all this
"Guess iA to the mess on the desk Trez&039;s tould never have stood for it
"He&039;s over at Sal&039;s cooking until ht"
"Same schedule, then"
"If it ain&039;t broke"
As they settled in, he in his thronelike chair, she on the couch, her chest hurt
"Talk toher head on her hand and crossing her leg ankle to knee, she fiddled with the laces on her shitkicker "What if I told you I wanted my old job back?"
In her peripheral vision, she watched hi with the Brothers"
"So did I"
"Wrath not exactly comfortable with a female in the field?"
"John isn&039;t" As Trez cursed, she exhaled hard "And as I&039;oes"
"He actually looked you in the eye and - "
"Oh, he did h the air, she waved her hand "No, nothing violent The arguh"
Trez sat back Druers on the clutter in front of him Stared at her "Of course you can come back - you know me I&039;m not bound by any vampiric notion of propriety - and ours is a yny of the Old Ways Am worried about you and John, however"
"We&039;ll work it out" How? She hadn&039;t a clue But she wasn&039;t giving her fear that they wouldn&039;t be able to anyit into words "I just can&039;t sit in that house doing nothing, and I don&039;t want to even lay eyes on the bunch of the was a bad idea I&039;m not cut out for it"
"Sounds like you&039;re not the one creating the proble happened to iAood idea for he and I to fight side by side"
"You do anyway"
"Yeah, but we&039;re stupid And it&039;s not like we go out looking for hand-to-hand every night - we got office jobs that keep us busy, and it&039;s only if so finds us that we take care of it" He opened a desk drawer and threw her a set of keys "There&039;s one last empty office down the hall If that detective froain about Chrissy and that dead boyfriend of hers, we&039;ll deal with it if we have to Meanwhile, I&039;ll put you back on the payroll Ti the bouncers But - and I ation You can leave whenever you want"
"Thanks, Trez"