paintin' your shit pink. Don't own another color?” Lil glares at him. “Shut up Gin. I like my pink toes,” she says sticking her foot in his direction wiggling her toes at him. I'd have to agree I like them too. Pink toes nails and shit, I've fucking lost my mind. “Would you like something to drink Miss Lil?” The prospect behind the bar asks Lil. Miss Lil? I have to contain my laugh at that one. He's taking all formal and shit like she's a fucking princess or some shit. I guess in a way she is princess of the club. “Can I have an orange pop please?” I watch the prospect stare at her. The way he gets all dreamy and a little fucking twitchy around her. He knows how fucking beautiful she is. It's a damn issue. All of the brothers starring at her constantly, especially the brothers that aren't related to her. Peaches sits herself between Lil's knees on the stool. “Yeah Gin shut up I like ‘em too.” The girl fist bump and laugh. Women I swear. For the next two hours we bullshit and hang out. This is how I like shit. Lil around, the way I like it. I can spend time with her and keep an eye on her. My phone rings letting us know it's time to head out. “We're out,” I tell Lil reluctantly. She smiles, but it's a sad one. “Alright. Be safe.” Be safe? When the hell am I not safe? Turning to leave she calls me back. “Tank?” Tapping on her cheek she looks at me expectantly. Smirk on those sweet lips. Girl wants a damn kiss. She's turning me into a pussy whipped little girl. Damn trouble maker. Kissing her cheek good bye I feel a strange sense of calm. Well shit. “Later angel.”
Walking back into the club later that night it's dead and dark. Idly I wonder if Lil's around. She's always somewhere in the four front of my mind. I really need help. The lights pretty much killed except for the ones above the bar once I step inside. The place is dead. The rain pounding on the roof echoes in the large room. Leo's sitting at the bar with Sargent beers in hand talking quietly. Everyone else is gone as far as I can see. Bright flashes of light from the loft catch my attention. It's not very often the brothers hang up there unless we're playing poker. Heading up the stairs to see what’s going on I find it dark up there too. The only light coming from the large TV. Across from the TV is a large leather couch. Laid on that couch is a little Lil wrapped up in a blanket. “Hey sweets, whatcha doin' up here?” Big brown eyes find me. Smiling she lifts her legs up. “Sit and watch a movie with me,” she says softly. Because I can never seem to find my balls when I'm around her I sit my ass down right next to her. Curled onto her side, ass against my thigh. Laying her legs back over my lap she gets comfortable again. Instantly I put my hands on her. It’s a small part of her body, but I fucking take it. One hand on her thigh, the other around her ankle. Just one touch and I'm fucking hard. I try to ignore the deep ache, but it’s not going to be easy. Looking at the TV I see she's watching Halloween intently. Eyes wide and focused. Bowl of popcorn on the floor next to her. A bottle of water clutched in her hand. Up here alone in the pitch black, raining pounding on the skylights, and she's watching scary movies. Never in my life have I met a girl like her. “You like scary movies baby?” I ask her. Turning those brown beauties back to me she smiles wickedly nodding enthusiastically. “Hell yes,” she chirps happily. “Always blowin' my mind babe.” Giving me a huge smile that lasts all of two seconds before her eyes are back on the movie. I'll take it. We sit silently for a moment and then out of nowhere she says, “Its Halloween, everyone's entitled to one good scare.” Baby just starts quoting the movie right before the actor says it. “How many times you seen this shit?” I ask waving a hand at the damn movie. That makes her laugh. Shrugging her shoulders she says flippantly, “a
Walking back into the club later that night it's dead and dark. Idly I wonder if Lil's around. She's always somewhere in the four front of my mind. I really need help. The lights pretty much killed except for the ones above the bar once I step inside. The place is dead. The rain pounding on the roof echoes in the large room. Leo's sitting at the bar with Sargent beers in hand talking quietly. Everyone else is gone as far as I can see. Bright flashes of light from the loft catch my attention. It's not very often the brothers hang up there unless we're playing poker. Heading up the stairs to see what’s going on I find it dark up there too. The only light coming from the large TV. Across from the TV is a large leather couch. Laid on that couch is a little Lil wrapped up in a blanket. “Hey sweets, whatcha doin' up here?” Big brown eyes find me. Smiling she lifts her legs up. “Sit and watch a movie with me,” she says softly. Because I can never seem to find my balls when I'm around her I sit my ass down right next to her. Curled onto her side, ass against my thigh. Laying her legs back over my lap she gets comfortable again. Instantly I put my hands on her. It’s a small part of her body, but I fucking take it. One hand on her thigh, the other around her ankle. Just one touch and I'm fucking hard. I try to ignore the deep ache, but it’s not going to be easy. Looking at the TV I see she's watching Halloween intently. Eyes wide and focused. Bowl of popcorn on the floor next to her. A bottle of water clutched in her hand. Up here alone in the pitch black, raining pounding on the skylights, and she's watching scary movies. Never in my life have I met a girl like her. “You like scary movies baby?” I ask her. Turning those brown beauties back to me she smiles wickedly nodding enthusiastically. “Hell yes,” she chirps happily. “Always blowin' my mind babe.” Giving me a huge smile that lasts all of two seconds before her eyes are back on the movie. I'll take it. We sit silently for a moment and then out of nowhere she says, “Its Halloween, everyone's entitled to one good scare.” Baby just starts quoting the movie right before the actor says it. “How many times you seen this shit?” I ask waving a hand at the damn movie. That makes her laugh. Shrugging her shoulders she says flippantly, “a
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