Living with the Club

Club Job

Veronica woke still a burrito in the comforter. She saw a glimpse of Juice's naked butt in the bathroom. She smirked, he had quite an ass. She sat up without difficulty. She was still wearing her floral dress.
"Juice," she called.
He appeared in a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Yes?"
"Can I borrow sweatpants and a shirt?"
He smiled and nodded. He went to a dresser and open a few drawers, tossing her some clothes.
He returned to the bathroom and through the mirror he saw her slip on the sweatpants under her dress and turned her back to him, slipping off the dress. His clothes were a bit big on her which he figured as much.
He noticed a tattoo on her side that disappeared below her waist line. To him it looked like a dragon, but she pulled on the shirt before he could decide.
He slipped on his clothes and came out to find she was not in his room anymore.
Veronica ventured into the kitchen and started the coffee machine.
Juice watched her move around the kitchen like she'd been here a hundred times before. He thought she fit there in his clothes, making coffee like that. He smiled.
"Quit lurking and make me some eggs if you have them," she said, looking right at him.
"Okay," he laughed.
He went and opened the fridge pulling out his organic eggs, shredded cheddar, and spinach.
He throws four in a bowl and begins to mix in the other ingredients.
"Smells tasty," she commented.
"They will be," he said with confidence.
She laughed.
"So I brought something up with the club yesterday," he told her.
"What's that?" She asked, figuring he'd only mention the club to her if she was involved somehow.
"You," he said, he recalled being teased about being in love with her, but finally they all came to the same conclusion.
"I figured."
"Do you want to make some cash helping out with the computer side of the club," he finally said.
"Will I get to wear the patch," she joked.
"We've never had a female member and I don't believe we ever will," he said, thinking back to the old rules.
"Hmm alright."
"Alright?"
"I'll do it."
"Good" he said, throwing the eggs on two different plates.
"Do you know of any places for rent?" She asked.
He set down the plates at the kitchen table.
"You could stay here in the guest bedroom, I most nights crash at the clubhouse," he tells her.
"How much?"
"Nothing."
He takes a bite of his delicious eggs.
She gives him a look.
"First month free, then after $100 a month, which include bed, food, cable, wifi, ect."
"Deal," she said and started to eat as well.

Juice left for the club, giving her his spare keys. She looked around for her phone and finally she found it. She had twelve texts and two calls both from Grimes.
Messages:
-Coffee?
-did the friend thing go well?
-text me when you wake up
-lunch?
They continued much like that. The voice mails were also similar. She sighed, how could she let him down gently.
She plugged her phone into charge and went into the spare room, she found that it had a bed, desk, and a closet. She may have to dress it up when she gets some money.
Shortly after looking around, she walked toward the club. Halfway there she noticed a police Jeep near by. She walked a little faster. The Jeep pulled up beside her.
"Hey good looking," Grimes said.
"Okay listen, you're coming off really strong, and I'm not looking for anything serious."
It came off harsher than she intended.
"Okay. I understand."
"Sex is good, great in fact but that's all I'm looking for. I don't want to get into something with you or anyone who wants more than that."
"Okay, let's hook up right now," he said, aggressively and seductively.
"In your police Jeep?"
"Yeah"
She deliberated the offer for a moment. She never had sex in a police vehicle before.
"Okay," she finally said, jumping into the Jeep. He drove to a secluded spot a few blocks away.
She got on top of him after he turned off the car.
He dropped her off fifteen minutes later on fifth street. She watched him drive off before continuing to the clubhouse. She got there in twenty minutes.
"I was wondering when you'd get here," Clay says.
"I don't have a car," she explained.
"I'll try to get a hold of something for you" he told her.
She nods.
"Listen, I need you to get on the computer and find out everything you can on this list of guys," he said, handing her a list of names.
"Okay."
She got onto the computer and started out by making a cryptic file called
//Joanna&Andy//. She then took the next three hour getting what she could of the list of ten guys she was given. Most of the men had a criminal recorded and seem to be affiliated with gangs or clubs. She uploaded the files into her cryptic file.
Juice approached, "how's it going?"
"I'm done."
"Let's see," he said, hovering over her.
She showed him the cryptic file.
"Alright good, here" he said, handing her an envelope.
She opened it, it held a couple hundred dollars.
"Payments will improve as they confirm your loyalty."
She nodded.
"Now what?" She asked.
"Now you can grab your stuff and settle in if you so choose," he says.
Veronica watches as a guy who looks a lot like Juice enters.
"Veronica this is my brother, Ricky," he said, motioning. They waved and he proceeded to walk off.
"He's actually blood?"
"Half brother," he explained.

She grabbed her things and Clay met her outside by the garage.
He tossed her some keys.
"I hope you know how to drive a motorcycle," he said, showing her a Harley.
"I can."
"Be careful with it and good work today."
she nodded.
She got on the bike and drove to Juice's.
She got in and collapsed onto the couch.
She looked at her phone.
She had another message from Grimes.
-let's hook up again soon
She thought that was better than the alternative.