~ Chapter 6 ~

Bobby walked out of the building and kept an eye on the time as he walked down the street.  He only needed a few things, everything was in the apartment; but he wanted a king size bed, a couch and his own sheets.  And on top of that, he wanted a bike, which he knew that Harley store wasn’t that far away.  And then on his first day off, he was going to take a drive down the coast and enjoy the most gorgeous beaches; and okay, maybe some bodies.

                Although, he had some gorgeous eye catches at the bar.  That included his boss as well; something he still couldn’t quite wrap his mind around.  She was single, that much he knew; well divorced but there still wasn’t a man in her life.  And that he found out by over hearing a customer talking to her last night.  Not that he meant to listen in, but they were talking right by where he was making the drinks.

                And that made him curious; why was she single?  She was smart, successful, driven, had a killer body.  Okay, she wasn’t overly young, but still could show anyone a thing or two.  So, why hadn’t anyone snapped her up?  And hell if he could figure out why this woman was on his mind.  He never thought of women like this.  He really was down and out.

                He laughed as he walked into the bike shop.  He knew Troy would have a field day with this and something told him that Buzz and Troy were a lot closer than he thought.  Not that he had given away anything to Buzz, or to anyone, but he still thought about it.

                He walked around the store, almost laughing to himself when a female sales associate walked up to him and asked if she could help him. What could he say, the ladies always came to him and he never had a problem with it.  After all, at the bar, women bought more than men.  You wouldn’t think it, of course, but those mixed drinks always cost more than a bottle of beer.  And so he was a pro at having those women around.

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                Two hours later, Bobby pulled up to the front of the bar and climbed off of his bike, rather proud of the baby that was his.  He looked up as the door opened and Buzz poked his head out, a smile on his face.

                “Well, aint that a beauty.”  Bobby smiled back and nodded.

                “And I have every intention of enjoying the rides I’ll have.”  Buzz shook his head at the innuendo that was there.

                “The back is locked up, but when Jackie gets here, she can open it for you and you can park back there.”

                “Thanks.  Let me go change and I’ll come down to help.”              

                “No worries; you got time before your shift starts.”

                “Not like I have anything else to do.  And if I can help you out, I’m good for it.”

                “You mean help Jackie out,” Buzz said, wiggling his brows.  Bobby shoved him as he walked through the door and up to his apartment.  Troy and Buzz were way too much alike.

                15 minutes later, Bobby came back down the stairs and walked over to Buzz, who was flipping on the TV’s.

“There are games tonight, so the bar will get loud and rowdy.  On nights like tonight, we actually have two bouncers working,” Buzz said, nodding his head to the two men who came in.  “People like to get kind of pissy and hate listening.”

                “Has Jackie, or anyone, ever had problems?”

                “Once.  You replaced Amiee and she was the only other female bartender here.  Guess someone got upset their team lost and tried to hit on her.  When she told the guy to stop and he wouldn’t listen, Jackie grabbed her bat and wacked him once.  He actually back handed her, which then made her swing the bat into his dick.

                “He tried yelling, saying he would go to the cops and she told him to go ahead for she had a room full of witnesses and video footage.”  At that, Buzz pointed to the cameras that were well hidden and that Bobby never picked up on.  “He hasn’t come back since, not that he would be allowed anyway.”

                Bobby just looked at Buzz, not sure how to take that.  On one hand, he was proud of her for being able to stand up like that.  And on the other, he didn’t like the thought of anyone laying a hand on her.  Although, that went for any female and the fact that someone hit a woman was what he kept telling himself, not that they he hit Jackie.  He had to believe that.

                “Well, at least she knows how to handle the crowd.”

                “Jackie?  Big time.  She’s a brat when she’s pissed and a walking time bomb.  So, if you happen to come across her when she is, be very careful.”

                “Duly noted.”  Bobby nodded and then went behind the bar; opening the bottles that had been sealed and grabbed a towel right as Buzz unlocked the door.  But it wasn’t a crowd that walked through the door, it was Jackie and by the clenched jaw, the narrowed eyes and hands clenched in fists, she was ready to spit nails.

                “Jackie,” Buzz called out, stopping her in her tracks, “what happened?”

                “That mother fucking, no good asshole is bailing on Sam and Dylan again.  I needed this weekend, there were things I was going to do here and things I was going to take care of at home.  You know my plumbing is giving me issues.  And I was going to try and fix that.

                “But no, fucktard said him and his new fuck toy needed a weekend alone; like they don’t spend every God damn weekend alone.  Now,” before she could say the next part, a few customers came in and she stopped her rant.  Buzz caught Bobby’s eye and he waved them to the back room, letting Buzz know he could handle everything while Buzz helped Jackie cool off.

                And Buzz was right; Bobby did not want to cross paths with Jackie when she was like that.  She was likely to deck someone and he was okay with it not being him.  In fact, he wouldn’t mind finding her ex husband and bringing him in so she could swat at him.  Guy sounded like an asshole so he would probably deserve it anyway.

                After a good ten minutes, Buzz walked out of the office and went to his bar outside.  Crap, he was leaving him with Jackie, when she was like that!  He groaned to himself, not sure he could handle having her breathe down his neck.  But when she walked behind the bar with him, she was not as pissy, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes, like he liked.

                “You gonna be okay?” he asked softly.  She tilted her head as she regarded him and gave him a soft smile.

                “Yeah, thanks.  And I’m sorry; you didn’t need to hear me bitch like that.”

                “Because you’re my boss?”

                “Yes, that was very wrong of me.”

                “No worries, aren’t we more like a family around here?”  She laughed and he had to shift again to avoid the pain in his jeans.  He had no idea why he uttered that when that was the last thought in his mind when it came to her.