His Favorite Girl

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Work was busy as normal for a Thursday night. I was working the bar at Diosa Norte and Lyla was working the front desk. Looking up as the doors open, I see some of Nero's partners, the SONS, walk in. Walking to the bar, the normal guys come in, Jax, Tig, Chibs, Juice and Happy but tonight there's a new one with them. When they take a seat at the bar, I ask "What can I get you?" They all ask for beers. Setting beers in front of them, the guys say their thanks and move to find a girls to 'spend time with' but the new one, stays at the bar. "What's your name?" he asks. "Lotti. Yours?" I ask. "Quinn." he tells me. "Nice to meet you." I say and he nods before taking a drink of his beer. I go about cleaning the bar area and stocking the napkins and stir sticks on the counter and I notice him watching me. "You one of Nero's girls?" he asks. I look at him and say "No. Just work the bar Sweetheart." I say. He looks at me and asks "You're not from here are you?" Laughing I ask "That obvious?" He smiles slightly and nods. "No. I'm actually from Georgia. Moved out here about six months ago." I tell him. "Alone?" he asks and I nod. Lyla walks over and says "You wanna take a break, I'll watch the bar." Smiling, I say "Thanks Ly." before walking around the bar. I walk by Quinn and out the door and he follows.

I move to lean against the building and enjoy the night air when he leans against the wall beside me. "Couldn't stay away, huh, Giant?" I ask smirking. "Giant?" he asks with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah. Giant." I say. He just shakes his head and I see him with a toothpick in his mouth. "How long have you been working here?" He asks. I look at him for a minute and say "About a month. Just run the bar though." I tell him. He nods. "What do you do?" he asks. "Mechanic." he says simply. Hearing some of the things the other girls have said about the SONS, he's more than that but I don't push.

A few minutes later we head back inside. I head back behind the bar and he takes his seat back on the barstool. I place a new beer in front of him and he nods his thanks. I start wiping down the bar again and one of the girls, Mitzi, walks over and starts rubbing her fingers up and down his arm. "You looking for some company baby?" she asks lustfully. "Not tonight." he says and she moves on. I look at him and ask "You not joining in the festivities?" He looks over at me and says "Nah. Enjoying the company here." I smile and he asks "What's your Old Man think about you working here?" I smirk. "You're just full of questions tonight aren't you?" I ask. "Just making conversation." he says. "What's your Old Lady think about you being here tonight?" I ask. "Don't have one." he tells me. "I find that hard to believe." I tell him. "Why's that?" he asks. "Big giant man like you? I'm sure you don't have to come to a brothel to get laid." I tell him. He looks at me a little shocked. "What? Just because I'm southern doesn't mean I don't have a mouth." I tell him.

The door opens and I see Clair walk in. She walks behind the counter and says "Sorry I'm late. Car trouble." she tells me. "No problem doll. Giant here kept me entertained." I tell her, smirking at Quinn and he smirks back. I walk around the bar to leave and Quinn gently grabs my arm. "You never answered my question about your Old Man." he says. "I know. Be safe Giant." I say before pulling away and walking out the door.

Pulling up to my house, I head inside. Finally pulling my cell phone out of my purse, I see a dozen text messages and missed calls from Nate. Great. I open the text messages and start to read them.

N: Where are you?

N: Why won't you answer your phone?

N: Come on. You know we belong together.

N: You belong with me. I won't give up until you're mine.

The texts go on about how he wants to be with me and he loves me and that he's sorry for what happened. I just delete the texts. I don't want to be with him but I will say that giant of a man, Quinn, is not normally the type of guy I'm into but damn if he wasn't sexy as hell. I head to bed and fall asleep thinking about Quinn.

The next day is my day off. The guys walk in and get their beers and find a girl to take back to a room and just like the night before, Quinn sits down at the bar. Seeing Clair working the bar, she places a beer in front of him and he asks "Lottie working tonight?" Clair looks at him and smiles and says "No. She's off on Fridays. It's her only day off though." she tells him and he nods his thanks. Another one of the girls, Tatiana walks over and asks "You looking for some company handsome?" He shakes his head no and says "Nah." She keeps trying "Look like you could use some TLC." she says taking his hand. He pulls his hand back and says "Not interested." She nods and moves on to someone else. Clair and Lyla look at him and smile. He sees them looking and asks "What?" Both ladies just shake their heads.

Waking up Saturday morning, I head out to get breakfast from the diner. Walking out to my car, I head to the diner. I get my food and head back home. Walking in my front door, I didn't notice anything off until I was put against the wall and held there by my upper arms. Nate gets almost nose to nose with me and I can feel his breath on my neck as he gets close to my ear. "I told you that you're mine." he rasps. He presses his body against mine and I feel his hand go up my shirt. "It's time to claim what's mine." he says. Grabbing my hair, he pulls me to the bedroom and says "Strip." I look at him shocked. "No. Please Nate." I almost beg. "I said strip." he tells me before shoving me onto the bed. Taking his own clothes off, he gets on the bed and on top of me and enters me roughly. He thrusts in and out before he pulls out and releases himself on my stomach. "Now, that wasn't so bad. I told you that you were mine. Don't forget it." he tells me and all I can do is nod.

Getting into the shower, I scrub my skin until it feels almost raw. I get out and just sit in a daze until time to get ready for work. Walking into work, I clock in and head behind the bar, trying to keep myself busy. "You okay Lottie?" Lyla asks. "What? Yeah. Just tired." I tell her. "You sure?" she asks. "Yeah. I'm good. Has it been busy today?" I ask. "About normal. Nero said the SONS were coming in again and one of them was asking about you last night." she tells me. "Who?" I ask. "Quinn." she says and I just nod. This is going to be a long night.