Dance for Me

36

ANDY'S POINT OF VIEW:

I didn't mean to have a late start but here I am, six in the evening, finally showered, shaven, and dressed. I was supposed to fucking call Jake this morning but I was feeling a bit hungover. Oh well. There's no missed calls so it's not like anything has happened.

I lift my legs on my desk and lean back on my chair, texting a few men to come into the office. I rub my eyes and try to wake up more, shit maybe I should go make a pot of coffee. That would hit the fucking spot. That and a cake pop. Maybe Starbucks instead? Mmmm

A knock is at my office door and I yell for them to come in, trying to withhold my laughter at Jerry's fucking face. He is black and blue! Shit even his nose is a bit crooked! Teach that fucker about sticky fingers!

"Jerry, Frank, I need you two to go to Jake's and help patrol. Stay for the week and let me know if you find anything off. Even follow fucking Jake, anything at all, call me immediately."

The two men nod and leave the room, leaving me with my three. My three, unsuspecting, little background noises. They are in with the Vipers, probably the most dangerous mission in my entire gang.

"Any news on the shipments?"

"It'll hit the docks at 4 in the morning. Casey is running em."

Okay, that I can work with. "Continue what you've been doing. I want to know what the fuck they are planning. We will meet on the 17th next month, alright?"

I can only meet these men so often without it looking suspicious for them. They've been undercover for about two years and have brought back amazing information but now with this 9 Vipers bullshit that's going on I need more. They need to expand their influences.

Next thing I need to do is call Jake and let him know what idiot I sent him this time. I'm sure he will have fun with Jerry and Frank. Maybe he will get the bastard off my hands for me...wouldn't that be great. My phone notifications go off and I grab it, frowning at what I find.

James- ur boytoy is hot AF

James- can I buy a dance from him

Andy- Over my dead body

That motherfucker better be joking. I don't even have a chance to reply with some more bullshit when I hear another knock on the door, this time softer. Who the hell needs me now?

"Come in!"

The door opens slowly and fucking Austin peeks his head in, his chocolate brown curls bouncing. "Hey, you!"

I roll my eyes. "Hey...what do you want?"

Austin shrugs, walking slowly in front of my desk and shoves his hands on it, leaning forward and trying to obviously perk his ass up. "Oh, I don't know, James has been gone and I'm lonely. Where did you send him to?"

As if he doesn't already know. "He's with Remi at his job. He's looking out for him."

"Why? Why are you involved with someone from another gang babe?" He leans over more and rests his hand on my shoulder...ugh can we not do this?

"Austin, I'm going to go ahead and warn you before you try to do anything you are going to regret, back the fuck off."

"Okay, seriously? He is going to screw you over! He has heavy gang presence all over him! What makes you think he isn't playing you? Not only that but he has sex with other men for money! He's probably fucking someone right now!"

I stand up from my desk and shove the smaller man off my desk, watching him tumble back into one of the chairs. His face is shocked in horror and boy, you messed with the wrong one today.

"My relationship is none of your fucking business. Get out of my office, now."

He hmphs and scurries off, leaving me in an empty office...thank god. He is annoying as fuck.

Around 9 Remi comes home, looking a little cautious around him, I can't help but admire him from afar. Fuck he is so beautiful. This is the first time he is willingly down here by himself. One of the men hands him a beer and he sits down on the couch, a little stiff but nonetheless fine, watching one of the movies that's on the telly. I can't stand it anymore and I walk over to him, kissing his neck and cheek as I do.

"I missed you," I whisper in his ear.

"Missed you too," Remi yawns, laying his head back on my shoulder. "Come here so I can cuddle?"

How could I ever say no? I jump over the couch and bring his body to my chest, hugging him tightly. Ugh he is so beautiful.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there," I whisper. "Did anyone give you problems?"

He shrugs, cuddling more into me. "My boss is pissed that I'm not offering, um, more services. Some of the clientele was mad about it too but I told them I will do lap dances. One guy was way too fucking handsy and wouldn't listen to my limits. But besides that, it was all fine. James literally sat in the front row it was so embarrassing."

Fucking James and his fucking boyfriend.

"I heard you did good," I kiss his ear, rubbing his back gently. Everything else around us doesn't exist, we are only us in this moment. I can't help but hold him close and love on him. He eventually falls asleep on my chest, exhausted from the night of dancing. I could hardly blame him.