Free Wench With Wings by Rose D. Cassidy Page A

character moment for another time, “The bar tonight to celebrate! Who’s coming?”
    “What are we celebrating?” Jos said wiggling her brows.
    “We are celebrating the making of new bloods of course, they caught on well last night.”
    “We have about fifteen so far that has text with a definite yes and a few maybes.” Gwen elaborated.
    “Sweet, now let’s get the signs on, I see a couple guys waiting on us standing outside.” Jocelyn skipped to the door and flung it open yelling out, “We are back in business, come on in and enjoy some pain given by women!” Gwen shook her head as she turned the lights on. To work they all went.
    He had another issue needing fixing. He didn’t have to be at work tonight and wondered how he would occupy the rest of his time trying to keep Trey off his mind. Dane came in an antagonizing-pacing hour later and fell to the couch. “Boy, I got some talk for you.”
    “What’s that?”
    “That chic that runs the fights, ya know the one who spoke last night.”
    “Yea, I got that. What about her?” He was all attention a bit too eagerly and Dane took notice. “Well people are whispering, ya know ‘cause they can’t or aren’t supposed to talk about it. Whatever. Anyway they are saying something is up with her. Apparently she follows the list strictly but went off it and that she added two more fights the past week more than usual.”
    “What do you mean? I don't get it explain further.”
    “I guess she only fights like once a month and she only holds them about once every other week but six days ago she called one and fought a guy that had to win two more fights before he would fight her. She bumped him up the list, something she never does. Than last night she fought him again which apparently she never does that either.”
    “Huh, I wonder if it’s because it’s a new year and she did it for the freshman that joined.”
    “Yeah, that’s the story but a few people said that she was acting different, like something was bothering her and she just needed a fight.”
    “Huh, well anyway what are we doing tonight?” He had to say it, to get her off his mind and out of the conversation before Dane noticed. There was so many questions racing threw his head that he wished they were on a bike and could get off the damn highway of thoughts already.
    “Why don’t we go to the bar, it would be nice to have my wing man instead of a bartender.”
    “I could go for a few more shots than normal. Go get ready so we can go.” Dane hopped up and went to the shower. While Ayden slumped back on the couch. It was about six days ago when he saw her, could he have made her need a fight? The guy she brought home last night; was it just him or was it all of them? She never fought someone twice and apparently she fought him twice so maybe it was only him she brought home. He had to know. He had to see her.
    As they were walking to the bar he got an idea. He could stop at her shop and get her to touch up one of his other tats. He would see her and he had a good reason. He would just tell her how he got a piece of a tat almost every night back home and he found no others yet and was feening for the pain. He would seem a bit weak but he didn’t care, he had to see her. “How about we swing by the lead girls shop first so I can get some work done?”
    “Yeah, sure. I didn’t know you knew where it was?”
    “Yeah, I found it last week. Trey did one of my tats two days in a row before she kicked me out for sticking up for her with some jerk. I’m sure she got over it by now.” He shrugged hoping the gesture would make Dane not think more into it.
    “Trey? She’s the leader and she gave you a tat and kicked you out of her shop and you still got put on the list? Oh yea and you didn’t tell me about any of it.”
    “We’ve been busy and yea I got on the list because I’m sure she knows she can make money on me.”
    “Yea but, oh wait that’s why you’ve been all fucked up lately,