not ready to throw in the towel yet.
“They wouldn’t be able to stop me either, Marcus. It’s my choice. I have to do this because it’s the right thing to do. You don’t have to like it. Just be here for me. Okay?” Mia told them both with a determined look.
“Shit, you’re so damned stubborn.”
“Yes, I am. Now let’s talk about this girl Raven tells me you’re seeing.” Mia said changing the subject. Two hours later she headed home when the last bell for the Slum’s gates was rung. The bells let the Slum workers know that if they were in the city after those bells rang they would be thrown in jail at best or beaten at worst.
Chapter 6
Mia waited in her office a few weeks later with her heart in her throat. Today was the day Ratchet’s biker gang was supposed to return with another delivery. She wondered if he’d be with them today as she tried to concentrate on the paper work she was going over. She couldn’t figure out why she cared if the man came here today, but she did. She shuffled the papers looking for the transfer invoice that she needed. He hadn’t been with them the last time they’d come and it had been a little disappointing. She’d thought that he would be and it had been a punch to the gut when she didn’t see him.
She’d only spoke to him for a minute the last time he’d come. Only enough to say hello really, but she’d thought that perhaps they could become friends. She’d talked to a man named Tick that day about them bringing extra goods. He’d told her she needed to talk to Bone. She’d asked how to get a hold of the man which had made the man chuckle. The he’d surveyed her with a stone face and said one word. ‘Wait’
That hadn’t pleased her. While she waited some people went hungry, or ate those horrid ration cubes that tasted like cardboard. And his grand advice had been wait. She hated waiting, she thought finally unearthing the report. She was about to start typing up the transfer when her office door opened. She glanced up to see Ratchet moving into her office with a cocky grin on his face. Her heart began to pound in her ears in a heavy drum beat.
He was wearing a leather vest and no shirt with jeans that hugged his lean hips. His washboard abs were displayed. She almost moaned in frustration. Why the hell did the man have to be so damned sexy, she wondered with dismay.
“Well hello there beauty.” Ratchet’s husky voice slid over her as he plopped down in the chair in front of her desk, making her shiver.
“Hello.” Mia managed to squeak out in response. Was that her voice so raspy and desperate? Damn she needed to quit lusting after this man. He was not her type. He was so wrong for her it wasn’t even funny. It wasn’t like they could even date. She knew that he would just want sex anyway, and she was not that type of woman. She liked to create a relationship before she had sex with a man. Although, his very presence filled her with such a burning need that she might make an exception for this man.
Ratchet stood moving around the desk to sit on the edge near her chair making her want to move away. Only she knew that a man like him sensing fear and would pounce. And she didn’t want him to pounce. She didn’t. She firmly told her wayward libido.
“I have some money for you here, Mia.” He said his hand jingling the bag of credits he had. Making her blush a bit. They way he’d said that made her feel dirty. Like the money was for something else and not the food the city ordered.
Ratchet couldn’t seem to think of anything except his hard dick. He knew that he was being deliberately provoking with her. He didn’t give a fuck. Well he like to give her a fuck, he though staring at her tightly buttoned top. Noticing that those two top buttons were undone again revealing just a tiny bit of skin. He almost growled at the sight. Which was fucked up. He needed to get a grip.
Hell he’d had a perfectly willing sweetbutt offer to suck his
“They wouldn’t be able to stop me either, Marcus. It’s my choice. I have to do this because it’s the right thing to do. You don’t have to like it. Just be here for me. Okay?” Mia told them both with a determined look.
“Shit, you’re so damned stubborn.”
“Yes, I am. Now let’s talk about this girl Raven tells me you’re seeing.” Mia said changing the subject. Two hours later she headed home when the last bell for the Slum’s gates was rung. The bells let the Slum workers know that if they were in the city after those bells rang they would be thrown in jail at best or beaten at worst.
Chapter 6
Mia waited in her office a few weeks later with her heart in her throat. Today was the day Ratchet’s biker gang was supposed to return with another delivery. She wondered if he’d be with them today as she tried to concentrate on the paper work she was going over. She couldn’t figure out why she cared if the man came here today, but she did. She shuffled the papers looking for the transfer invoice that she needed. He hadn’t been with them the last time they’d come and it had been a little disappointing. She’d thought that he would be and it had been a punch to the gut when she didn’t see him.
She’d only spoke to him for a minute the last time he’d come. Only enough to say hello really, but she’d thought that perhaps they could become friends. She’d talked to a man named Tick that day about them bringing extra goods. He’d told her she needed to talk to Bone. She’d asked how to get a hold of the man which had made the man chuckle. The he’d surveyed her with a stone face and said one word. ‘Wait’
That hadn’t pleased her. While she waited some people went hungry, or ate those horrid ration cubes that tasted like cardboard. And his grand advice had been wait. She hated waiting, she thought finally unearthing the report. She was about to start typing up the transfer when her office door opened. She glanced up to see Ratchet moving into her office with a cocky grin on his face. Her heart began to pound in her ears in a heavy drum beat.
He was wearing a leather vest and no shirt with jeans that hugged his lean hips. His washboard abs were displayed. She almost moaned in frustration. Why the hell did the man have to be so damned sexy, she wondered with dismay.
“Well hello there beauty.” Ratchet’s husky voice slid over her as he plopped down in the chair in front of her desk, making her shiver.
“Hello.” Mia managed to squeak out in response. Was that her voice so raspy and desperate? Damn she needed to quit lusting after this man. He was not her type. He was so wrong for her it wasn’t even funny. It wasn’t like they could even date. She knew that he would just want sex anyway, and she was not that type of woman. She liked to create a relationship before she had sex with a man. Although, his very presence filled her with such a burning need that she might make an exception for this man.
Ratchet stood moving around the desk to sit on the edge near her chair making her want to move away. Only she knew that a man like him sensing fear and would pounce. And she didn’t want him to pounce. She didn’t. She firmly told her wayward libido.
“I have some money for you here, Mia.” He said his hand jingling the bag of credits he had. Making her blush a bit. They way he’d said that made her feel dirty. Like the money was for something else and not the food the city ordered.
Ratchet couldn’t seem to think of anything except his hard dick. He knew that he was being deliberately provoking with her. He didn’t give a fuck. Well he like to give her a fuck, he though staring at her tightly buttoned top. Noticing that those two top buttons were undone again revealing just a tiny bit of skin. He almost growled at the sight. Which was fucked up. He needed to get a grip.
Hell he’d had a perfectly willing sweetbutt offer to suck his
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