Chapter 13

Several hours later.

I'm in my uniform and I'm pacing around the Buy-more. I have been there a couple of hours and still haven't managed to secure the thing for Chuck from the FBI.I haven't secured a sale either but Big Mike hasn't noticed because he uses me for all the heavy lifting.

I'm not scared of him but I am terrified of my ex-wife.

My thoughts have drifted when I notice Jeff and Lester staring at me.

I give them a look (Agent Casey look #7- Blue steel) but it backfires.

But Lester looks like he is coming over to me and Jeff seems to be tagging along behind him. There must be a look of desperation on my face because that always cancels out my evil facial expressions.

"Domestic Troubles," Lester says

"Domestic troubles?" Jeff asks.

"What?" I ask. These two are like brothers from different mothers who have watched one too many sci-fi movies.

"You missed a bitchin' poker game my man," Lester says. Jeff nods.

"I was busy," I say.

"Yea ok." He says skeptically. He gives me a long look trying to assess what has me so pensive.

"The womenz got you down, Brother man?" Lester says finally.

"Women? I thought he was gay!" Jeff says then sees that he misspoke and falls back. Lester looks like he is about to pee his pants.

There is a small ahem behind me and I see its Anna. Good. I'm glad she just intervened because I was going to kill these two.

"I'm sure if he wanted relationship-he wouldn't ask you two," she says spitting venom in that cute little voice of hers. She puts her arm in mine,

"Then again, You guys are the cutest couple. One day you must tell me how you did it," she adds pulling me in the direction of the demo room.

I just got a new sense of respect for that girl. She's a little pitbull.

She sits me down and says "Ok Spill. What's got you less "Grr" and more "Buh" today?"

"Well…." I say and then add a pout.

"It is a woman!" she says letting out a noise that could only be categorized as a "squee"

I want to interject with something like "mind your damn business" but I just silently nod.

She rubs her hands together (which is just so cute) and proceeds to give me some of the best advice I have ever been given.

"Listen. I wanna let you know this- you ain't no sissy man! You're a big bad guy. Look how you got Lester and Jeff-those two dweebs- to nearly let loose their bowels with just a look. Don't let some broad get you down. You're a man. Grab the bull by the horns and show her you're the boss."

Oh my god? Ronald Reagan strikes again!

"Yea," I say as I get up motivated. And usher her out the door with a pat on her ass.

"Oh yea big boy that's it," she says and then laughs a little. "If you ever wanna play big daddy and naughty school girl- you know where to find me," she does the "call me" gesture and walks out the door.

I am flabbergasted. But if worst comes to worse..

I shake that thought off.

"Oh heeeeellll no" Morgan says walking in the door.

I have the worst timing ever don't I?