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Repo
“Listen,how about we go out to the parking lot and you let me work off my debt with you and we can call it even?” The hot little piece of ass had landed herself in jail for prostitution and still hadn’t learned her lesson.
“You must give a pretty spectacular blow job, Honey,” he teased, “if you think you’ll be able to work off the whole fifteen hundred.” Cat smirked up at him and he knew she was going to give him some smart ass response. “You didn’t learn anything from your few hours behind bars, did you, Honey?”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know that having a personal epiphany was part of the deal,” she sassed. “So, how about it—you game?” she asked. God help him, Repo loved his women mouthy. It was usually the type of woman he picked up at the bar, Savage Hell, and took back to his place. He found that women who hung out at the MC were always looking to hook up with a biker in hopes of becoming his Ol’lady. Problem was—he had no plans of ever making any woman his for long term. He was more of a one night kind of guy. It worked for him but he was bright enough to know that if he took sexy little Cat up on her offer, he’d be out fifteen hundred and he needed that money back for his next bond.
He was always chasing the next job, hoping to find someone who fucked up big time and had no one else to call but him. He needed a big score if he planned on staying ahead of the rest of the games in town. Repo ran a respectable business and he wasn’t going to run the risk of fucking that all up now over one willing woman.
“Not a chance, Honey,” he breathed. “How about you just give me a real address that I’ll be able to use to track you down and we can both get on with our days?” Cat had the nerve to lean into his body and pout. She smelled like sex and other men, a complete turn off for Repo. He didn’t do sloppy seconds. Hell, he liked a woman who had been around and had some experience. He knew he could be a little rough with them and not worry about first times and all that bullshit. But, knowing that Cat had been on the job today, so to speak, was a complete turn off for him.
“Not going to happen, Cat,” he growled.
“Well, I’m not sure what else I can offer you, Repo,” she said. “I have no place to stay and in just a few hours, I’m pretty sure I’ll be homeless. You have my cell, isn’t that enough?” Repo ran his hand down his beard, trying to decide if he could trust Cat or not. His answer was a resounding, “Fuck no," but he had no other choice.
“Fine,” he agreed. He pulled his cell from his jeans and dialed the number she had given him. Her cell phone chimed and she pulled it out of her purse.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m checking to make sure you didn’t give me a bogus cell number,” he admitted. She made a disgruntled noise in the back of her throat and he chuckled. “You really can’t blame me, Cat. You haven’t been on the up and up with me.” She smiled and nodded.
“Got it,” she grumbled. “You don’t trust me—understood. Can I go now? I’d like to try to get a shower in before my landlord finds out that I’m home and tosses me out.”
“Fine,” he said. “But don’t disappear Cat. You run and—” Cat held up her little hand, effectively stopping the rest of the words from coming out of his mouth.
“You’ll find me,” she finished for him. He watched her as she walked out of the station, sure that she was going to give him trouble. He could tell by the scared look in her eyes that she was going to run and God help him, he would do everything in his power to track her down. What he’d do with her next was up to her, but Repo had a feeling he would like his options.
