2. Raven
Chapter two
Raven
Starting my car, I pull away from the shop and get on the highway. I call Eddie to see if there’s anything he needs me to do before heading home.
“Hey kiddo, you get your bike dropped off?” He asks.
“Yeah, I was just calling to see if there was anything you needed me to do before calling it a day?” I question.
“Actually yeah, there is one thing you could do for me. If you don’t mind, can you run to Sirens and pick up the drop for me?” He requests.
“You got it boss, I’ll head that way now.”
“Thanks kiddo, see you in a bit. Be safe.”
“I’m always safe.” I respond, smiling as I hang up.
I head towards the club that me and Naomi frequent. This is our go to spot when we need a girls night. Plus, it has a connected sex club called Sinful we go to when we’re feeling extra adventurous. You need a VIP membership to get in, so not many people know about it. Rules and confidentiality, all that .
Pulling up to the back of the club, I get out and walk to the door. As I walk in, the guard nods at me and I give him a two-finger salute as I keep towards the office. Opening the door, Zeke greets me with a half ass smile.
“Ahh Raven, Eddie told me you’d be coming by.” He announces, scooting away from his desk.
“Yes sir, told him I’d come pick up the drop since I don’t have much else going on today.”
He reaches under the desk, pulls out a duffle bag and hands it to me. Zeke is basically my other boss. Him and Eddie work hand in hand.
Zeke is tall, slimmer than Eddie, but still all muscle. He doesn't have anywhere near the number of tattoos, and he’s got these bright blue eyes with green specks in them. They stand out so much against his bronze colored skin.He’s always dressed in a full suit. I internally chuckle. At least one of us always looks professional.
“Here kid, and thanks, saves me from having to do it.” He grins. He’s not lazy by any means, but he’d rather not make runs.
“No problem, I’ll get this straight to the gym. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again soon, I need a girls' night out.” Giving him a wink as I walk towards the door.
He laughs, “I’m sure you will. Catch ya later, kid.” I hear him say as I’m walking out the door.
Back at my car, I drop the duffle in the trunk, putting it where the spare tire compartment is. I don’t actually keep a spare on me for this reason. Never know when I’ll have to run drops back and forth. They may have some of the cops in their pockets, but not enough for me to want to take that chance. Rounding the car, I hop in, start it and shoot Eddie a quick text.
Me: Got it, headed your way. See you in a bit.
Eddie: Thanks again kiddo, see you in a few.
Putting my car in gear, I turn on music and put my phone away before driving off. I’m in no rush to get back, so I just enjoy the drive. By the time I reach the gym, I've lost track of time. Getting lost in your thoughts while listening to ‘NF’ will do that. Grabbing the duffle out of the trunk, I walk to the office. I notice that Naomi isn’t here, but Eddie is, so I head straight for him and set the duffle down on the desk.
“Here ya go. I got a few errands to run before Naomi comes over tonight, but if you need me, just holler.” I inform, as I turn around to head back out.
“Thanks again Raven, I hope you girls have fun tonight. Y’all are due for a break.” With my hand on the door handle, I turn back to him.
“Yeah, work and coffee dates before work are about the only times we actually get to see each other. I’m not complaining though, we love it. I’ll catch you later.” I say with a shrug, walking out the door and back to my car.
Two hours later, I’m pulling up to the gates at my house on the outskirts of town after stopping to pick up the pizzas and margs for tonight's festivities. I enter the code, and once they open, I drive through.
My house sits back off the road. It’s a gothic, modern farmhouse, with high peaks and black-trimmed windows, with a matching two-car garage. I press the remote on my visor and the door rises. I pull in, turning my car off and grab the bags and pizzas from the trunk, before walking inside. Thankfully the garage door connects to my kitchen, so I can just drop all the items on my island. The living room is through the left entryway of my kitchen and the dining room is through the right. Not that I sit there often .
All the rooms are decorated in dark tones with purple accents, and have a grayish-white marble flooring. Black and purple are my go-to colors. I put the pizza in the oven to stay warm before putting the alcohol away in the cabinet until Naomi gets here. My phone pings. Pulling it from my back pocket, I see it’s a text from Naomi.
Naomi: Hey! I’ll be there in ten minutes give or take.
Me: Okay I just got home. Doors unlocked. I’m going to change out of these clothes.
Setting my phone on the counter, I run upstairs to change into some sweats and a tank. Walking in the bathroom, I toss my clothes in the hamper and wash the makeup off my face. By the time I get down stairs, I hear Naomi closing the front door.
“Hey bitch, it’s just me.” She yells as she walks towards the kitchen.
“I see that.” I quip back, following behind her. She jumps and whips around.
“I didn’t even hear you on the stairs, or I wouldn’t have yelled.” She laughs.
“Guess I can be silent when I want to be.” I joke, giving her a wink. “I’ll put some pizza on plates if you wanna start making drinks. I put all the liquor in the cabinet, you know where the other shit is.” Walking back to the kitchen, I grab a couple plates from the cabinet and put some slices of pepperoni on each one for us.“I’ll do that, making the drinks is my favorite part anyway. So how was your day?” She asks while grabbing the liquor and blender from the cabinet.
“Fine. The guy at the bike shop though, girl, he was fine as hell. Then I got a money drop for Eddie and brought it back. That’s pretty much it.” I say as she digs through the fridge for whatever else she needs.
“He mentioned you came by while I was out. I know we’re not just skipping over the best part of your day. So tell me about the guy at the auto shop.” She quirks a brow at me but holds a finger up as she starts the blender.
“Well, first off he’s tall. Like he's got to be at least six foot three and has the prettiest blue eyes I have ever seen. Don’t even get me started on the tattoos. He has them all over from what I could see, and I can only imagine where else they are. He’s definitely drool worthy. And he caught me staring.” I giggle while walking to the living room to set the plates down and turning on the TV.
“So you think he’s hot, huh? Apparently, since he owns the bike shop, you’ll be seeing him again, right?” She questions, coming to sit next to me and handing me my drink.
“Yeah, I guess. He said he and his brother own the shop and if I ever need my car worked on, their best friend owns a car shop so he could hook me up with whatever I need. I reply. “What kind of movie are you in the mood for? Slasher? Or something funny?” I ask, even though I already know the answer. We are too much alike.
“First off, slasher duh. Then maybe something funny if we don’t both pass out like always. Secondly, umm what? You already got him trying to hook you up with a guy to help with your car too? Girl, you should definitely invite them out with us one night so I can meet them.” She slaps my arm laughing.
“Jesus, settle down, I just met the guy. You know I'm not a people person.” I slap her back and laugh.
We eat our pizza and both go back for another drink while we finish the movie. We talk and try to make plans for the weekend to go out. I tell her about my race that’s coming up, that way she can be there and she fills me in on how work has been at Orpheus lately. Apparently, same old shit, different day. By the time the movie is over, we’re both laughing, a little tipsy and clearly exhausted.
Grabbing the blankets off the back of my couch, she lays down on one end and I lay down on the other. We talk until finally I hear her soft snores. As I close my eyes, my phone pings with a notification. Grabbing it, I notice it’s a text from a number I don’t know.
Unknown: Raven, it's Reyes from the auto shop. We got your bike finished up. You can come grab it whenever. Not sorry for the late text. ??
Saving his number, I send a reply back.
Me: Okay, thanks. I’ll shoot you a text when I get ready to come that way. I wasn’t asleep, yet. If you wanted to text, all you had to do was say that.
Reyes: If that’s all it took, I wouldn’t have waited all day to text you then. ?? I’ll be here when you’re ready for your bike, Little Devil.
Damn, what, ‘Little Devil’? The nickname catches me off guard and I can’t help but smirk as I put my phone back on the coffee table. I roll over and close my eyes, hoping sleep comes easy tonight.