Monroe, Marla - The Bikers' Babe [The Dirty Dozen 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (13 page)

“Can I help you with something?” A cute-looking tattooed man walked up smiling.

“Thinking about a belly ring, but I have to wait until I’m off work next week. It would rub on the waistband of my pants. I don’t think that would feel good or be good for a new piercing,” Tina told him.

“You’re right. It would irritate it and you could get an infection that way.” He took her elbow and steered her over to a wall of tiny tattoos. “Why not think about a tattoo charm for today instead?”

She almost laughed and shook her head until she noticed the widespread wings on the wall. She walked up closer and looked at it, turning her head side ways to get a different view of it. Maybe. Was she really thinking about getting a tattoo? What would the guys think about that? Neither one of them had any ink. Maybe they didn’t believe in it.

She frowned. Why did it matter? It was her body, and if she got one, it was up to her, not them. Still, she hesitated. The man at her elbow noticed her interest in the tattoo and steered her over to several other larger versions. They were stunning, but not her style.

“I’m going to think about it. I might be back later.”

He just nodded and waved goodbye when she walked out of the store.

Tina climbed back on her bike and rode until she found a sandwich shop not far from the strip mall. She was ravenous and realized it was after eleven. She would need to get to bed soon to get a quick nap in before work.

While she ate, she thought more and more about the tattoo. Something about it drew her. It wasn’t any surprise that once she finished her sandwich, she headed back to the strip mall. She told herself that if he were busy with another customer, she wouldn’t get one. It would be a sign of sorts.

Instead, when she pulled up outside the building, he walked outside with a knowing grin on his face.

“Knew you’d be back.” He opened the door for her. “It means something to you.”

“How do you know?” she asked.

“I saw the look on your face when you first saw it. It drew you to it.” He led her over to a chair. “Now, where do you want it?”

Tina couldn’t believe she was going to do it. She drew in a deep breath and made up her mind.

“On my pelvis. Nothing will touch it for a week. Will that be long enough?”

“Should be. Want to share what it means to you?”

“Freedom.”

“Hmm,” was all he said.

“Okay, we’ll go in the back since you’ll have to pull your jeans down some for me to work.” He must have caught her hesitation because he called in back for someone to come out.

A thin, pretty woman with several tattoos on her exposed tummy stepped out of the back room.

“This is Lisa, my wife. Would you like her to sit with us?” he asked with a knowing look.

“Sure, that would be great.”

They walked to the back and turning her back, Tina unfastened her jeans and shoved them down a little before climbing up on the table. Lisa walked over and shimmied the jeans down a little further.

“You want this to be just above your hairline even though you do wax. It’s a beautiful tattoo.” She stepped back to the side so that Tina could see her and pulled a chair over.

“So, what do you do?” she asked.

Chapter Eleven

The work week flew by for Tina. She loved the atmosphere in the ER and really enjoyed the people she was working with. They all got along and worked like a team. You couldn’t tell that she was the newbie in the bunch by the way they responded to emergencies.

When she got off Friday morning for her first week off, Tina hurried home to unpack her things before taking a nap. She couldn’t wait to see the men. Talking on the phone wasn’t the same. She deliberately didn’t tell them about her tattoo, wanting it to be a surprise.

They were already at work whenever she got home each morning, and she left before they made it home each night. They’d even worked that Sunday and she wondered if they were giving her room to sleep, or whether they were really working seven days a week?

Her boxes sat in the carport because she’d insisted they be left there until she could unpack them. She didn’t have much. She unpacked the navy blue uniforms and threw them in the washing machine. Then she pulled out some of her other clothes and placed them in the drawers the men told her to use. They’d filled up the other ones with their clothes and moved their stuff into the second walk-in closet, insisting she use the other one.

At first it felt odd adding her things to theirs in the bathroom, but then she realized she had to get over the fact that she was moving in with them, because she was. It was that simple. The sooner she got past it the sooner she would relax.

After ironing and putting away her uniforms, Tina took a quick shower and climbed into bed to take a nap before the men arrived. She planned to be awake when they got home.

Three hours later, she finally got up, unable to sleep more than dozing off and on. She was too keyed up. She hoped they would be in a good mood and be glad to see her. If they weren’t, well then, maybe she’d made the wrong decision in unpacking her clothes.

At six-fifteen, she heard their bikes roar up into the drive. She couldn’t stop the flutter of nerves deep in her belly. She hadn’t seen them in seven days and it showed she was sure.

Tina restrained herself from meeting them at the door and throwing herself into their arms. She refused to be that needy in front of them. Instead, she sat on one of the kitchen stools with three beers from the fridge open and waiting on them.

They walked in the door and zoomed in on her.

“If I wasn’t so glad to see you, I’d spank that ass for leaving the door unlocked and the security off,” Cole said in way of greeting. He swung her off the stool into his arms, and locked his lips over hers for a deep kiss. His tongue sparred with hers as he explored her mouth. Then he plunged his tongue in and out of her mouth telling her he wanted her in a bad way.

When he drew back, Zack pulled her out of his arms and nipped her lower lip before taking up where Cole had left off. His tongue met hers and danced. She slid hers along the underside of his. Just when she thought he would pull away, he sucked her tongue into his mouth and held it there with his teeth as he licked it over and over. At last, he released her, but not before kissing her cheek.

“We missed you, baby. Did you miss us?” he asked.

“Yes. There was no one to scrub my back for me.”

He swatted her on the ass and grinned.

“So you didn’t miss that good fucking we’ve been giving you?” Cole asked with a serious expression on his face.

“Well, maybe a little. It is pretty good.”

Cole harrumphed and took a swig of his beer. He raised it to her. “Thanks for the beer. It hits the spot after working in the heat and the dust.”

Zack held his against his forehead then drew on it as he turned it up. She got distracted watching his throat muscles work as he swallowed the cold beer.

“Earth to Tina.” Cole chuckled when she suddenly looked his way.

“How about pizza tonight? I thought we’d order in and watch a movie.”

“Sounds good to me. I may fall asleep on you though. I tried to take a nap earlier, but couldn’t get comfortable.”

“We’ll put you to bed when you conk out on us,” Zack promised.

“After we molest you,” Cole added.

Tina laughed and wrapped her arms around each of the men’s waists. She had missed them. As much as she enjoyed working, she’d missed this closeness while she’d been gone. She had missed being in bed with them. Not just the sex, but the snuggling they did. Few men did that.

“We need showers,” Zack pointed out. “Why don’t you order two large pizzas? We want everything. Get the other one however you like it.”

She pulled away from them and dug out the phone book from the junk drawer. The yellow pages opened up right to the ad she was looking for. Obviously they did a lot of takeout pizza. Tina called and ordered two large pizzas with everything. She could pick off the olives and they would eat more than she would.

After ordering the pizzas, she settled on the couch to watch TV while she waited on the guys to finish their showers. She tried not to think about them naked with water flowing over their ripped abs, but it was hard.

The news was on and thankfully there was nothing about the Truck Stop Killer. She knew they hadn’t caught him as she’d been keeping up with it at work. Everyone had recognized her face from the newscast and commented how lucky she was. Then, as if realizing it upset her to talk about it, they dropped it and didn’t say anything more about it.

Zack was the first one to emerge from the back of the house freshly showered wearing nothing but jeans riding low on his hips. She licked her lips at the sight of all that male flesh.

“I like the look on your face. So am I for dinner, or the pizza?” he asked.

“Hmm, maybe both.” She walked over and ran her hands over his chest marveling at how it felt in her hands. She roved low over his well-defined six-pack. She lingered for a few seconds at the waistband of his jeans before running them back up and over his tight shoulders. She encircled his neck and pulled his head down for a kiss. He opened for her, and she explored his mouth with the tip of her tongue. He moaned as she tickled it then moved on to the roof of his mouth.

“Is this a private party or can anyone cut in?” Cole’s voice next to her ear startled her enough she yelped.

“Hey. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Cole kissed her cheek.

“Sorry, I guess I was a little preoccupied.”

“It looked like it. Sorry I messed that up, guys.”

“We can resume it later.” Zack pulled Tina in for a tight hug before letting her go.

“How long on the pizza?” Cole asked.

“They said thirty minutes. It’s been about twenty now,” Tina answered.

“Picked out a movie yet?” Cole walked over to the shelf full of DVDs.

“Not yet. You can pick this time. We seem to like the same basic shows.”

Zack walked over to help Cole. The doorbell rang so Tina answered it. The pizza guy stood at the door with two pizzas and a bored look on his face. She smiled at him and turned to tell the guys the pizza was there when she saw a van parked across the street. It looked just like the one she’d seen before several times over the past week. It pulled away from the curb and drove off.

“Um, ma’am? Do you want the pizza or not?”

“Sorry, yes.” She called out for Cole and Zack.

“Pizza’s here, guys.”

Zack walked up and paid the guy for the pizza and handed them to Cole. He pulled Tina back from the door and closed it.

“Hey? You okay? You look like you saw a ghost.” He stared down at her with a serious expression.

“Oh, yeah. I was just thinking about something from work. Not a good time to talk about it, though.” She smiled a cheery smile and walked over to where Cole was opening the pizza boxes. “Let’s eat. I’m starving.”

They demolished the pizza between the three of them. Tina only managed to cram down three pieces. The van had spooked her. She couldn’t be sure it was the same one, but she had seen it on several different occasions. She debated over telling the guys about it, but decided in the long run she was overreacting and would only lead to more stress for the men.

She was sure that if Cole could figure out how to do it with work, he would be escorting her to and from work every day. She didn’t need to give him another reason to worry about her.