It’s been an uneventful week. After the drunken episode with the girls, everything went back to normal. I never did find out what pointers the girls gave her, it couldn’t have been anything good. They came by first thing this morning to get her ‘prepared’ for her birthday festivities, anything that takes all day to get ready for means a whole lot of trouble.

Thankfully, they haven’t stepped foot into The Mission yet. Although we’ve had a constant flow, all I can think about is what kind of trouble they are getting Little Bit into, again.

I’m serving drinks to a couple of young guys, look like Marines' to me, when the door opens, and giggles fill the bar. Sigh. Turning away from the table, I see Avery and Amber laughing like lunatics while Emma is attempting to climb on the bar, flashing her panties.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Stomping over to them, I spin Emma around to face me while sitting on the bar top. Looking Emma directly in the eye, I box her in, my hands on the bar beside her hips.

“Aw, come on, Jimmy. We just want to have a little fun,” Avery whispers in my ear, as she presses her body against my back and her hands wrap around my waist.

Looking over my shoulder without turning my head. “Avery, how many times do I have to tell you? No one dances on my bar.”

She lets out a deep sigh. “Fine, we’ll just go to the dance floor.” Releasing her grip on me, she reaches for Emma’s hand. “Come on hooker, lets dance.”

Sliding down off the bar, Emma and the Tornado's head for the dance floor while Katie goes to the jukebox. I’m back behind the bar a while later, watching the girls on the dance floor.

Nine Inch Nails’ "Closer'' starts playing, causing all four girls to start dancing. Arms in the air, heads thrown back, hips grinding like they’re fucking. Goddamnit. They’re going to cause a riot, and with Emma being the only one not taken, I’m betting the Tornados decided to get her laid.

Avery struts up to the table full of Marines I was serving when they walked in, bends at the waist to give them an eye full of tits, I’m sure. After a minute, she turns with a proud smirk as they follow her to the dance floor. Wouldn’t you know, there are four guys?

Avery and Amber are dancing together with the guys behind them, and Katie is being, well, Katie. But Emma’s ass is up against some assholes crotch. My blood begins to boil as his hand splays on her lower abdomen, pulling her closer to him. I watch as he leans closer, whispering something in her ear, causing her to blush.

The longer I watch, the more pissed off I get. She’s not mine, but there is no way I am letting this asshole have her. My body vibrates with anger as he grinds his dick into her ass, making her throw her head back against his chest.

I’m about to kick this fucker and his lackeys out of my bar when the song ends. I breathe a sigh of relief until the next song comes on, 'Smack that’ by Akon. Suddenly, Avery is standing in front of me.

“You know, Jimmy, if you don’t put your claim on her, someone else will.”

“She can do whatever she wants. I’m not her keeper,” I growl back at her before turning to restock the bar.

I can hear her laughing, Emma may be sexy as sin, but I’m too old for her. She’s better off with someone close to her age, even if he is a fucking Marine.

I haven’t had this much fun in forever, the guy grinding against me is cute, ripped, and could be fun for a night or two, but he isn’t Jimmy. What I wouldn’t give to have his arms wrapped around me, dancing to the beat of the music.

“Hey baby, you want to get out of here for a while?” he says in my ear.

Stretching up to wrap my arm around his neck, “Sure, why not.” I say.

He pulls me across the floor by the hand, as I pass the bar, I catch Jimmy’s eye. I see nothing but anger boiling behind them, taking my breath away.

Once outside, we walk to a small pickup. He’s parked back in the parking lot away from everyone, he drops the tailgate so we can climb up.

After laying down a few blankets, we scoot back and lie down facing each other. Reaching out, he slides one hand up my arm, reaching back behind my head, pulling me in for a kiss. The kiss is alright, nothing spectacular, but too much spit and tongue for my liking. I can’t focus on the man kissing me, I can only imagine how Jimmy’s lips would feel against my skin. He lifts my leg, hooking it over his hip as he grinds against me. Closing my eyes, I picture Jimmy’s muscular frame grinding against me, moaning into his mouth. I have zero interest in the physical man in front of me, my imagination has taken off on Jimmy.

Rubbing my panty clad pussy against the bulge in his jeans, using my leg over his hip to pull him toward me at just the right speed. Images of Jimmy slamming into me, ravaging my mouth, overload my head and I cum crying out my release. I keep thinking of Jimmy as my breathing comes back to normal, I can’t get the image of his fury out of my head, I need to get back inside where I’m safe.

With my hands on his chest, I pull back. I’m not sure how he’s going to react.

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry, I want to go back inside,” I say faster than normal. Removing my leg from his hip, I sit up and scoot toward the tailgate.

“Seriously?”

Without looking back or responding, I hop down and head back toward the bar. It was fun, I got the release that I needed, but thoughts of Jimmy still cloud my mind. Following the path back to the bar, goosebumps cover my arms, I can’t shake the feeling that someone is watching me, I turn and notice a pair of dark brown eyes fixed on me. “Fuck,” I say out loud. Hurrying my steps, I’m trying not to burst out in tears. My safety net has been ripped out from under me, Javier will be here looking for me soon. There is no way that Antonio isn’t going to report that he saw me at the bar tonight. The hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention, I break out in a run for the door, desperate to get inside, and back to Jimmy. He will know what to do, even if Javier was to come for me right now, I doubt he would risk getting shot again just to get to me.

Opening the door, I look for Jimmy but don’t see him. I look frantically around the room until I notice the girls coming toward me, concern etched on their faces.

Avery is the first to speak, “Hey girl, you okay?”

“Jimmy! Where’s Jimmy?!?” I try to say calmly but scream instead.

I’m trying to hold myself together but the panic starts to take over, and I start to tremble.

He’ll protect me.

Is he angry that I left with that guy?

What if something happened to him?

My breathing picks up as the panic encompasses my entire body, and I begin to shake uncontrollably. My pulse is pounding in my ears drowning out the voices and music in the room.

I drop to the floor on my knees, rocking myself back and forth. Suddenly, I’m enveloped in the smell of leather and beer. Arms wrap tightly around me, and a warm voice talks calmly in my ear.

“I got you, Little Bit. No one is going to hurt you,” Jimmy whispers into my ear as he rubs soothing circles on my back.

My breathing begins to calm, and my head clears.

I’m safe.

Jimmy will protect me.

I take a deep breath in the crook of his neck before opening my eyes and relaxing in Jimmy’s hold, confident that he’ll keep me safe.