[Just as I begin to back Sally up towards my desk, my hands on her hips and my lips on her own, the double doors leading into my office fling open to reveal #Lock, #Shock, and #Barrel. Immediately, my movements halt, though my gaze flickers to the three stooges that >

< have so rudely interrupted my time with Sally. When silence falls upon everyone in the room, I make sure to be the first one to break it.] Well what in the flying fuck do you want? [My voice booms, causing #Lock’s body to jolt. #Shock takes a step forward, her hands >

< wringing when she does so. “It’s #Jack. He’s asking to see you, says it’s urgent. It’s about one of your employees.” Exhaling an exasperated sigh through my nose, I remove a hand from Sally’s waist and wave them off, ensuring that they shut the door behind them when >

< they go. Turning my attention back to Sally, I place a chaste kiss to her lips, muttering against them.] You comin’ with, doll, or you stayin’ behind?

Kill him? [I can’t help but laugh at Sally’s overzealous nature when it comes to #Jack. She’s been itching to put a bullet between those eyes of his ever since he’d gotten my ass thrown in jail — or so I thought.] Goddamn, woman, we can’t just go ‘round killin’ the >

< help. Let’s see what he’s got to say first, then we’ll decide. [Giving Sally’s hand a reassuring squeeze, I lead her away from the desk whilst I make my way to the door. Whatever it is that #Jack wants to tell me, it better be damn good.]

< hips.] /You're/ my weakness. Not that that's a bad thing. [Smirking at Sally, I bring a hand up to capture her chin between my >

< thumb and forefinger, tipping Sally's head back just enough to where I can effortlessly capture her lips with my own.]

I do love me a good rage now and again. [Winking at Sally upon finishing my statement, a smirk begins to grow, the expression quickly broadening whilst a brief bout of laughter escapes me. But just as quickly as it arrived, the laughter dies down, and lifting a hand, I >

< brush a strand of hair away from Sally's face, my expression softening when I do so.] I love you too, doll. More than I ever let on.

Not yet, I'm afraid. Seems #Jack and his merry little band of misfits aren't as efficient as they've been in the past. Pity. [I'd been debating my next move regarding #Jack and the three that hang on his coattails for the past few weeks. Ever since my release > (Sally)

< from jail, I'd found that my trust had waned from everyone but Sally. She'd been loyal to me from the start, all the way to now, and I hadn't once seen it waver unlike #Jack and the others. Watching the patrons and employees below, my eyes land on Harle Quin and >

< Zero ..] How'd you say that new girl was workin' out, Sally? [I'd seen the cop sniffin' around here for weeks, but he'd had that blonde partner of his at his side at all times, but now... Now somethin's different. She'd been around less and less, and now it >

< seems that he's fraternizing with the hired help.] (Sally)

Darlin’ I like the way you think. [With a chuckle I turn my head to press a chaste kiss to Sally’s lips, allowing my lips to linger against hers for a moment before opting to deepen the kiss. She had a point, if Zero . is here for Harle Quin, then maybe we >

< could use this to our advantage. Ain’t nothin’ like havin’ the law enforcement on your payroll. This could be the start of a beautiful and much needed shift for myself and my place of business.]

[With Sally’s lips trailing along my neck, I turn my attention back to the floor below. My eyes scan the length of the floor in search of the Zero . and Harle Quin. At some point during my conversation with Sally, the pair had moved to a nearby blackjack >

< table. Though my mind reels with the possibilities of how and when I would be able to retain Zero ., Sally’s words uttered against the skin of my neck pull me from my reverie. Lifting a hand up, I grab a fistful of her hair and tug bag with just enough >

< toughness to where Sally is forced to look up at me.] That I am, doll. Think you can take care of it?