Charming Life (On Hold)

Chapter 21

Pulling up into the parking lot of Teller-Morrow Emma smiled pleasantly to herself. She was so excited to be at her first Fight Night at the clubhouse. Tig and Chibs had told her about past fights to prepare her for the event. To say that Emma was a bit excited was an understatement. She was absolutely thrilled about seeing an actual Fight Night, she'd been obsessed with hand to hand fighting ever since she saw Fight Club when that first came out years ago.

Walking up to the ring where e everyone was standing Emma saw Cherry standing by watching on. The poor girl from Nevada looked so out of place and so alone.

Walking over to her Emma said, "Hey Cherry. Anyone sitting beside you?"

The smaller woman smiled up at tbe blonde and said, "No one is sitting here. You can sit with me."

Sitting down Emma smiled lightly  at her new friend she pat her shoulder she said, "Now sweetheart let's see if your man is going to win this fight."

Just a few minutes before the fight Emma told her, "I'm gonna go grab us some drinks."

Heading over to the bar Emma was contemplating what drinks to get. As she was walking she felt a hand come down and grab her butt. Her eyes widened in shock.

A voice who she recognized said to her, "I don't know who you are sweet cheeks, but I know one things for sure you're one fine piece of ass."

In a fast action she turned her head to see a shocked looking Juice holding onto her left cheek.

As he began to stutter he said, "Oh g-g-gosh Em. I didn't realize that it was you."

"Juan Carlos Ortiz that's all find and dandy, but if you don't get your hand off of my butt I'm gonna chop it off and feed it to a coyote," Emma yelled at him

Quickly removing his hand Juice jumped back in terror. He knew what kind of damage she could do if she really wanted to.

To that the other guys bursts out laughing at the situation before them.

Shaking her head she stalked to the bar to start mixing a couple of drinks together. Emma grabbed some pineapple juice, orange juice, pineapple rum, and some Sprite. She had decided to mix them up one of her favorite drinks. Grabbing three frosted glassed she put in the juices, rum, and soda. She had decided on three drinks because she knew that Gemma was around somewhere. Once the drinks were finished she  saw a familiar curly haired man sitting at thr bar.

Tig looked up at her then slapped his hand on the bar, "Give me a beer."

Sitting the drinks she had already made on the bar she raised a brow at him and said, "Excuse me. Who do you think you are talking to?"

He smirked and said, "Let me try this again."

Clearing his throat he said, "My dearest Emma. Can I please bother you my sweet peach for an alcoholic beverage?"

Trying her best to not smile Emma broke down and grinned at Tig.

Shaking her head she said, "Alright I'll give you a beer."

Turning around she grabbed a beer from the fridge. Once she had popped the top off she turned back to hand Tig the beer. As soon as she turned back she was in for a shock.

"Alexander Trager! What in the hell do you think you are doing?"

Tig looked at her with one of her pre-made drinks in his hand and he was taking a sip. His blue eyes widened in fear because he knew that he was in trouble. Emma only ever used any of the guys real names when she was mad and whenever she said their full names they were in deep trouble.

Setting the drink down Tig smiled a coy grin, "I just wanted to take a sip doll."

Shaking her head she snatched the drink and gave him his beer.

Huffing she asked, "What in the hell made you try my drink?"

He then replied, "Well I'll be honest I was curious as to how it tasted."

Putting a hand on her hip she asked, "And what did you think of it?"

He began to run his chin pretending that he was pondering  something, "Well I'll be honest it was.... it was delicious. I can't even deny it."

Emma couldn't help but smile, "I'm glad you liked it. It's one of my favorite drinks. Can you help me out? I need you to hold the one that you drank from. Since that's going to be my drink. I've got to give the other two to Gemma and Cherry."

Tig couldn't help but smile at her when she asked. He knew she was the most considerate person that he had ever met.

Standing up he said, "Alright let's go play waitress."

"Shut the hell up Tig."

With that Emma made her way to Cherry hanging her drink smiling. Then she saw Gemma standing over on the side and brought the other drink to her.

Gemma smiled down at the pretty blonde, "Thank you sweetheart. Now can you please tell me why Tigger is following you?"

Turning around she saw Tig standing close, but watching as the fight began. She saw him start to bring her drink to his mouth. Just before he took a sip she snatched it from his hand and took a sip herself.

She replied to Gemma, "He was carrying my drink for me. I've had to keep fighting him off of my drink."

Gemma smirked as she watched the pair, "Looks like he's enjoying your drink. I have no doubt mine will be just as good."

"Yeah it's the same thing. It's got pineapple juice, orange juice, pineapple rum, and Sprite mixed together. I don't have a name for it. I just like the combo."

"Well I like all of that, so I know it's going to be good. Now go on back to your seats," Gemma said as she shooed them away.

Smacking Tig's arm lightly Emma asked, "Walk me back to my seat Tiger?"

To that he looked down at hed with a raised brow, "Sure doll let's go."

As they walked back to her seat they saw Cherry talking with Clay. The younger woman gave him a small peck on the cheek and smiled. However once she did that Half Sack then knocked out his opponent out.

Behind Emma she heard Tig begin to cuss, "God damn it prospect. You stupid fuck."

Turning around she looked at him in curiosity, "What are you upset about he won?"

He sighed, "Yeah but we told him to lose. We all bet against him in the pool."

Emma laughed lightly, "Y'all are the most dickish group of guys that I've ever seen."

To that he grinned, "We're outlaws doll face. It's what we do. You should know this by now."

"Yeah I guess you're right."

With that Emma stood by Tig in a comfortable silence as they watched the next fight begin.

Across town an unmarked vehicle scouted the streets of Charming. They slowly crept down Main Street before pulling up in front of one of the stores that looked unoccupied. Carefully the driver looked at the window seeing a for rent sign hanging up. Smirking the driver got on the phone and made a quick call.

Once the other person on the other line spoke the driver spoke, "I think I've found us the perfect location."