Page 64 of Seer

Our phones both ring, and I fish mine out of my back pocket while she looks down at the one she’s holding with a death grip. I glance at her screen, both mine.

Thank you for your participation. All tenants are clear. This concludes the fire drill. -MSMC Management

“Well,I’m guessing we can go back in now. It was a pleasure to meet you finally,” I said, stopping when I noticed she had never given me her name.

“Oh, um, Ivy.” She waves at me awkwardly and runs off, leaving me standing in the middle of the alley, watching her disappear.

I shake my head in disbelief.

The lass is a head shorter than me, skittish as fuck, and half the width of one of my thighs. I have no business standing here salivating at the thought of getting her in my bed.

I have no right to be mixing business with pleasure. I do not shit where I eat. I keep all my romantic rendevous strictly away from club business and my brothers, frankly. Those sons of bitches do not need any encouragement for the hazing they love to torment me with.

If they knew about my title?

“Shite,” I swear and rub my bald head.

My phone rings, and my eye starts to twitch at the name on the screen.

“Abel,” I answer, knowing my life as I knew it was about to change.

“Me, Lord.”

FUCK!

The END