Bikers

Chapter 6

Another chapter my oreos, have fun, read, like, vote.

She didn't know which was more annoying, the fact that every gang member seemed to consider her their den mother, or that Colbalt and Arrow where continuing to try and romance her.

Ever since she'd woken up to find them fixing her window, she'd been getting visits. Different gang members coming in to make appountments, which she didn't mind, it was when they came in just to chat with each other or just to check up on her and see if she was doing alright. It felt like her store had become the coffe shop across the street, not that the owners of said coffee shop minded. Since the members all stopped by to get coffee before going to the Ink Shop. Whenever she started carrying anything heavy or taking the trash out someone would usurp it from her and take it where it needed to go.

However, she got pissed when her two 9mm went missing. She knew her children didn't take them because the first and last time that happened shed scared them a new one.

"Rattle!" She called the oversize Mexican into her office he was lot taller and bigger than anyone shed ever met.

"Yea miss" he had some respect to.

"Can you have Arrow and Cobalt come to my office please?"

After Rattle had nodded and left she locked the door and going over to the far wall she gently applied pressure to third panel down and stepped back as a section off the wall shifted and turned.

Her office was a normal little back room the reason she chose it instead of the nice two window office she'd turned into a storage room was because this room had no windows and plenty of clear wall space to renovate. The first this shed some when moving in was get a secret door put in that led outside. An easy exit if she ever got trapped in here. The next thing shed some was install cameras all over the house except in her office the locks In here were literally unbreakable thanks to an old high school friend. Then she'd gotten this hidden wall compartment put in. About 3 by 5 feet it held most of her weapons. Most of which were illegal to own anywhere unless you were the Cuban mafia. Good thing I had friends in there. I chose an old Quick Shooter and Shatter Hand and loaded them both guns were in excellent condition for their age and they were two of my favorites. What can I say, some girls collect buttons others eatings, me? I prefer guns.

I closed the panel and unlocked the door then went and sat at my desk. Although both guns were already clean and gorgeous I started rubbing a cloth over one after I put the other one in my lap out of sight. Before long my door knocked (wouldn't it be so freaking awesome if doors talked!!!!) "Come in."

As usual their sheer sexiness made me want to jump them as soon as they walked in the door.

"Did you need something Hun?" Cobalt grinned at her suggestively. Honestly if any other guy had done that to her she would have shot their balls off right then. However when he did it she had to press her legs together. 'Focus girl remember your angry they took your guns.'

"You know if you wanted my guns you could have just asked. I could have had another set made for you, although I'm not sure you guys are awesome enough for the hot pink." I gave them a few seconds to realize what I was talking about before continuing, " But you didn't instead you went stole two guns that were handmade as a gift to me, not unlike this Quick Shooter I collected which is only one of my favorites you guys decided to take my favorite set." She smirked, "Not the best move boys."

"Having a fun handy first thing in the morning isn't a wise idea for you." Arrow said it with so much sincerity it almost made her smile.

"Now you see a few hours ago I was actually thinking about letting you guys take me out up the movies, then I discovered my guns gone which made me kinda pissed. There are three big things I despise, people messing with my kids, people messing with my store and people messing with my fucking guns."

She let them see the Shatter Hand in her other hand, "Since you guys are new, I'm going to give you one chance. You bring me back my guns by tonight with the bullets. Or I start causing your gang problems, like your weapons shipments going missing or say a fire where live problems. No one touches my guns, ever. Bring them back or I go to town on you asses."

She stood up and putting the guns in her waste she walked out of the room, "Lock the door behind you boys."