Their Bloody Rose

Who is she?

The club was packed almost as soon as it opened, every table filled and the bar was at least 4 people deep. Joanie really was a sight to behold as she kept her bubbly attitude while also churning out drinks at the speed of light. The surprising thing though was Marissa was keeping up with Joanie's blinding pace like it was nothing. She really did know what she was doing down there.

Logan watched her from up in his office, behind the large one-way mirrored window that overlooked the club. She flitted from table to table taking and delivering orders sometimes even faster than Joanie could make them. She was even bussing tables as they cleared. He was impressed.

He was almost equally impressed, though, with how incredible she looked in that dress. The way it hugged her every curve just right. How he'd love to run his hands over those curves, feel her soft pale skin, hear her sweet voice purr in his ear as he sent her reeling with pleasure....

Logan could feel himself getting hard just thinking about it. His hand moved towards his growing bulge as his mind continued to spin wild fantasies. He needed her. He couldn't understand what it was about her or why but she was having an intense effect on him, and the others too.

It wasn't often someone got them all this riled up this fast. Hell they didn't even know her last name! She'd just walked into their bar and all common sense went out the window with one bat of her gorgeous green eyes. Who was this woman?

Maybe if he could unravel some of the mystery about her they could all calm down and get their wits about them again. Now was not the time to be out of it like a lovesick puppy. They'd been planning and making some big moves lately to broaden the reach of their 'company' and could not afford any mistakes right now.

Just then the door to the office opened and Fiona walked in. "Having some fun up here by yourself are you?" She asked teasingly as she eyed his hand stroking his erection. He hadn't even realized he was doing that. He quickly put his dick away and let out an exasperated sigh. Fuck, where was his mind?

Seeming to read his mind as she always did Fiona joined him by the window saying, "You're thinking about the new girl aren't you?" He didn't bother answering since they both knew the answer already. "Yeah me and Eddie can't get her out of our heads either," Fiona said continuing the conversation herself.

"I don't like it," Logan said, turning away from the window and walking over to his desk. He collapsed into the chair behind his desk with a heavy sigh. "We need to know more about her. Call Phillip and get him to start doing some digging, whatever he can find. And I want a discreet tail on her when she leaves here tonight. I want to know where she goes, where she lives, hell the color of her fucking shutters. I need to know everything. It can't be coincidence that right in the middle of all our plans playing out a girl who seems to be a perfect fit for us just happens to waltz into our club looking for a job, and not only that she just so happens to be probably the best server in the whole city? No, something is off and we need to figure it out before it can fuck us over."

Fiona just moved towards him and nodded her head as he continued ranting. She knew when he gets like this it's best to just listen and let him get it all out. He carried so much of the mental burden for her and Eddie in their lives, protected them, this was the least she could do for him.

As he finally stopped, breathing heavy from ranting so much, she stood next to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. No words were exchanged but the message was clear. He put his own hand over hers, gently holding it there.

Fiona always knew how to settle him down when he over did it. She was a perfect balance for him like that. Same as Eddie always knew how to brighten the mood and lift his spirits when he needed it most. They were a perfect trio and always had been.

Once he had regained his composure, Logan gave Fiona's hands a few gentle taps letting her know he was good. She pulled her hand away and headed for the door as she said, "I'm gonna go call Phillip and get all that stuff set up. We'll figure out who she is, and hopefully it really is all just coincidence." She paused at the door giving him a sly smirk before adding, "cause then we can all have our fun with her and you can stop jerking off to her up here all by your lonesome."

"Oh shut it," Logan said as he grabbed the small pillow off the couch next to him and playfully threw it at her. He purposely missed, the pillow landing with a soft thud beside her. Fiona laughed and then left. Alone again, Logan let out a heavy sigh. Just what was he going to do about Marissa?