Loves Sharp Edges

Chapter Seven - Tipsy, Max and Y/N

- Before Madeline and Max - 

"And this is HQ" you say proudly as you show Tipsy around the bar, it was a dive so it was perfect. 

"You own this place?" he says looking round impressed. 

"I do yes, I have an office out back. . . and several apartments, lots of dodgy cops and a few crooked lawyers on my side." 

"And you're sure this isn't a set up?" You laugh 

"No Tipsy, I promise, I'm no longer a cop, undercover or not." You say firmly. 

"I like it, I want in" He says shaking your hand "I think we could make a good team." 

"We could, we might have to start small but with time I think we could pull off something huge!" 

"Million?" 

"Is that the goal? You want one million dollars?" You eye him. 

"It would set me up, then I could just do this for fun but I got family you know?" 

"Well then, let's make that our goal my friend!" You beam. 

- Few years later - 

"And this is HQ" Madeline waltz's in like she owns the place, you're sat in a booth working on a file for Madeline when they walk in. Tipsy at the talking to Sam turns around. 

"You must be the fresh meat" He says shaking Max's hand, Madeline was all over Max it was hard to watch, you liked him, he was about your age and he was gorgeous but you made a rule not to get attached ever again and if Madeline wanted him then she would get him, thats how it worked didn't it? You needed her around if you were going to push for the older rich gentlemen. 

"I'm Max" He says with a youthful look of optimism about him, he felt comfortable with Tipsy being there you could see him shoulders relax. 

"Tipsy" He greets back. 

"And you've met Y/N" They walk towards the booth, you put your feet down. 

"Yes" he says warmly looking at you, causing you to wrestle a blush "we've met" he chuckles a little thinking back to yesterday with the police in the park and then martini's at the hotel. You'd then got him a place to stay and Madeline had said she would pick him up in the morning to explain what we did. 

"Well I think we're . . ." Madeline pauses as her phone goes off, one of two she had on her "oh its Paul" she beams and you nod as she walks away talking. 

"Our latest mark. . . could come out with a nice tidy sum in a few weeks" you say in way of explanation to Max. 

"So you all work together?" Max asks looking around. 

"Mostly, we're solo artists who happen to work well together and we're planning to get the big buck soon so, we need a team." You shrug. 

"Nice." He says as Madeline comes back over. 

"I have to go, I shall leave Max in your capable hands?" She said with a tiny slither of reluctance in her voice. 

"Of course." You say, she strokes Max's arm before walking off. 

"She's intense huh?" Tipsy laughs when she's gone. 

"Yeah." Max agrees "she the boss?" Tipsy holds back a smirk and looks at you. 

"Is that what she's told you?" You stand, papers under your arm. 

"Yeah, is that not. . ?" 

"I'll let you decide for yourself" you say with a knowing shrug "come on, let me show you my lair. . . I think you'll like it."  You motion for him to follow you as you walk out the back, unlocking the office door with a code before opening up to a fairly decent sized sleek office with glass and black decor.