I forgot to give you your money. If you feel up to it, get somebody to drive ya over here.Jagger looked at the text he'd just received from Bianca. He'd purposely not reminded her of the money as she had left. He was hoping to see her again as soon as possible. Getting up gingerly out of his chair, he wandered to the living area of the clubhouse to see who all was around."Layne! Just the man I want to see."He and Layne had prospected together, but Jagger had moved up in the club faster. "Hey, how you doin'? Ribs okay?" Layne asked."Dude, they hurt like a motherfucker, and I can't ride my bike. That's what I was coming to ask you, by the way. Can I get a ride over to Wet Wanda's?""I am always down for going over there. Sure."* * *Layne's giving me a ride over. See you soon. Bianca grinned as she read the text message from Jagger and then stuck the phone in her pocket."What's got you so happy?" Jasmine asked, as she saw the smile on Bianca's face."Jagger's c
"So thanks for coming to see me at work tonight," Bianca smiled.Jagger chuckled. A few hours later, they sat in her car, in front of the clubhouse. He hadn't wanted to leave her at the club alone so she had offered him a ride home."You're welcome. Sorry I made a mess.""I'm not," she whispered. "It was kinda hot. You know, you protecting my honor and all."He liked this side of her. The side that was playfully truthful. "You bring out a protective side of me that no one else ever has," he admitted.They had been talking for almost an hour when she stifled a yawn with the back of her hand. "I really should be going.""What do you have going on tomorrow?" he asked, not wanting to let her go."Nothing actually. It's a rare off day with no school. I need to do some homework and laundry, but other than that I have nothing planned and I am so excited about it.""Why don't you stay here with me tonight and hang out with me tomorrow? I'm still on light duty thanks to these ri
"Do I need to tape your ribs?" Bianca asked as she saw Jagger sit gingerly on the bed."That would be a good idea. They don't hurt so much today, but they're still sore to the touch. There's some medical tape in the bathroom. Not sure if it's on the counter or under the sink."She nodded, heading into the bathroom. Glancing at the counter, she grinned. Jagger was not the cleanest of guys. He was very disorganized, and she couldn't help but straighten up as she searched for the tape she needed. Not seeing it, she bent down and opened the cabinet door. There was a huge mess. Pulling things out, she continued to search when she came to a packet of papers. She knew she shouldn't look, but she couldn't help it. Glancing through them, she saw a birth certificate that read John Edward Stone, the date of birth was right with Jagger's age. She wondered if it was his and Jagger was just a nickname. She snickered, he probably hated his real name with a passion. Tucking that information into h
Jagger lay in the hot tub, his head thrown back as he sighed. This was heavenly."You comfortable?" Bianca asked, a smile on her face."This is the best I've felt in days."A thought occurred to her. "Why didn't you use this when you first came home?"He shrugged. "I was feeling sorry for myself. Pissed off that it had happened and embarrassed really. You don't like to admit to other members of the club that you've laid your bike down.""Stupid macho pride?" she finished for him."Pretty much."He held his arms out to her. "Why don't you come over here and sit next to me?""Don't think you're going to get fresh with me, Jagger Stone. You're hurt."She had no idea how much he wished he could do the things he wanted to do with her. Say the feelings that bubbled up in his throat every time he saw her. He just knew that he would scare her away, and that was the last thing he wanted to do."I'm not going to. I just want to feel you next to me."When he said things like
A week later, the snow had melted, and everyone was getting back into the normal swing of things. "I so need another job," Bianca sighed as she got her mail and trudged up the rickety stairs to her apartment. It had been a long night with not nearly as much money as she had hoped to get. She was still running short thanks to the snow, and that even included the money that Jagger still hadn't taken from her. Even though the snow was gone, it was still very cold, and she shivered as her hands fumbled with the lock on the door. Finally turning it, she all but stumbled into her apartment. It was cozy since she had left the heat up high, but now she had to think about the gas bill that was coming."It's a never-ending cycle," she mumbled, throwing her stuff on her couch and taking her mail with her to the kitchen.Rifling through it, she saw bills and groaned. Doubt plagued her. Wouldn't it be easier just to quit school and get a real job that allowed her to do most of what she wa
"Why is it hopping on the night I wanted to go home early? I'm gonna make such a good impression tomorrow. This is the Lord's Day, and all of these people are sinning with their drinking and sex," Bianca whined.She and her fellow waitress Jasmine had been busting butt for nearly four hours as they tried to keep up with the constant stream of patrons wanting food and drink in the club. "I don't know, girl, but my clothes are wet I'm sweating so much," Jasmine whined as well, pulling her shirt away from her body."Heads up," Dominic, their head bouncer, said as he stuck his head through the open kitchen door. "That guy that's been giving you both a hard time just sat his fat ass in Bianca's section."Bianca rolled her eyes and sighed. Jagger was here tonight, and she knew that this wouldn't be good. "Motherfucker! Could he not pick another night to come in?"They had taken to calling him Money Bags. He flashed a lot of cash, and it was obvious he enjoyed the finer things in l
Bianca's stomach rolled as she walked up the front walkway to the middle school she would be teaching at for the day. She hadn't ever been this nervous in her life, but she wanted so much to make a good impression and do a good job. Her hands shook as she opened the door and made her way to the front office.The office was hopping, lots of talking and students coming in and out. It surprised her to see some of them at the school this early. A young woman sat at the front desk, a telephone to her ear, already looking stressed to the max."Hi, I'm not sure where I'm supposed to go. My name is Bianca Hawks, and I'm substituting today," she explained to the woman she assumed was the secretary."Oh hi! Sorry, it's a little bit crazy in here today. We also had a few bus drivers need subs, and now they're all running behind. Some of them didn't even pick up their kids, so that's why we have these kids in here – parents had to drop them off, and now they're making complaints." She took a
Later that night, Bianca logged into her email account to see if she had been added to any more sub jobs or to see if her professors had sent out any new assignments. There was one email from Stacey in her inbox.Intrigued, she opened it.Bianca, It was nice to meet you today. I realize this was your first time in a school in this capacity, so I thought it might help you to know a few things. Please don't take this as me talking down to you, I liked you upon meeting you today, so take this in the spirit that it's meant to be – helpful. Never, ever cuss when you're at school – unless you are friends (and I mean friends) with the person that you're talking to. I know that your boyfriend was probably an asshole, and if we had been out at a bar, like say, Wet Wanda's, that would be fine, but some of these teachers will chew you up and spit you out. Same with the note from your boyfriend. Don't let him cuss in those again. Smaller things have lost teachers jobs. I like you and I thin