Lyrics belong to Justin Timberlake "sexy back" I know I know, it's a retarded song, but it makes me wanna dance so what can you do?
: Come here girl, go
ahead be gone with it,
Come to the back, go ahead be gone with
it,
VIP, go ahead be gone with it,
Drinks on me, go ahead be
gone with it,
You see what you working with, go ahead be gone with
it,
You make me smile, go ahead be gone with it:
"Where are we going?" I asked when it seemed like we had been driving for too long, Berlin rushing by us in a blur I might never see again.
"Tonight's meet is at a club," Conner answered, not taking her eyes from the road. "These two can wait in the car while we meet with Katia."
"No," Amy turned in her seat. "We are not waiting in the car. You are not taking Lucy in alone, and you are not running this show." The car sat silent tension growing; I glanced at Scud who was doing his best to be invisible.
"Who's running the show?" Conner finally asked.
"Lucy," Amy answered without a moment's hesitation, which I thought was pretty brave of her because I was fairly certain I was not running the show. My money was on Katia. Conner laughed.
"You two are pawns in all this. Little chess pieces getting moved around by Katia's skilled hand." As she spoke we pulled into a parking lot, and she put the car in park. "Katia has your friends sitting pretty on a massive explosive. Just remember that when you begin to think any of you are running the show." Amy glared at Conner the two of them seeming to battle with no words until Conner opened her door.
"We're coming," Amy stated again, quickly climbing out of the car. Scud and I scrambled to follow.
"Lucy," Conner spoke without looking back as we followed, hauling our bags.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"You're little helpers can come, but they wait in the main club when we hit the VIP room, got it."
"Whatever," I answered. Truth was I didn't see why Amy was making such a huge deal out of these meetings.
We strode into the club, past the VIP rope; the guard gave only a cursory to Conner before swinging the velvet rope wide open. He nodded as I passed, and I began to remember how great this kind of treatment was. Being a high end criminal is a sort of fame in itself, lots of brushing elbows with celebrities and all that, the club owners don't care where the moneys coming from as long as it lines their pockets.
At the juncture of club, and access to VIP room Conner waved Amy and Scud away, motioning with her head for me to follow her. As we stepped inside the room we were immediately handed champagne. I smiled taking it gratefully and sipping greedily at it, yes I missed this life. Conner smiled back at me, the first non sarcastic smile I had seen on her.
"That was a really good plan tonight, sorry if I got a bit of attitude about it." Conner shouted over the music.
"It's okay," I nod, shocked that she's being so….so….god I wanna say nice. "My plans can come off a bit reckless."
"Yeah," she laughed. "They made us study you back in first year at the DEBS academy. Played you off to be some sort of criminal mastermind who didn't think first, and got mostly lucky."
"Oh, there's a fair amount of luck," I answered, as we sat in a booth. The champagne was good, and I could already feel it going to my head a bit. I glanced around. "Where's Katia?"
"She should be here soon. She had nothing but good things to say about you."
"Right," I laughed. A barely noticeable hand switched our empty glasses for full ones.
"Well okay," she smiled. "It's not like she loves you, but she respects you, knows you know your shit."
"That I'd believe we fucked her good down in Florida. How did you end up with her anyway?"
"Like I said, she made a better offer," she shrugged.
"Which was?"
"Money," I turned as Katia spoke, seeing her standing over us with a smile of her face, flanked by the same muscle men as before. "The DEBS don't pay that well. Do you have my stuff?"
"Yeah," I handed her my bags, and Conner handed hers over. Katia sat glancing into each bag with an ever growing grin.
"You do good work Diamond," she smiled over at me. "You are wasted in a fishing village with the DEB."
"I'm doing just fine," I bristled.
"Yes, fine," she laughed. "You should be doing well, more than well. You could stay on in my place when I am gone."
"Fuck off," I grabbed my refilled glass of champagne, not really remembering the second one.
"Yes," she smiled. "I know your answer is no, but I must continue to try to bring you back into the fold. It's my way."
"Don't worry I'll take over for you," Conner smiled, Katia gave her a look I read as not quite supportive of that idea.
"Can I have my payment," I asked.
"Yes," she handed me another piece of the puzzle, and I pocketed it quickly.
"Where to next?" I glanced at Katia.
"England, I hope you are ready for a challenge."
"Nothing a challenge," I answered with a smile, draining my glass of champagne. "We will see you there. Same time?"
"Yes," Conner nodded.
"You sure you won't stay?" Katia asked sweetly. "Have a little fun for a change."
"I need to get back to my girlfriend," I answered with no politeness.
"Walk her out," Katia ordered Conner, who jumped up, stumbling a little from the bubbly, she lead me back to the door of the club.
"You know there are more fun DEBS out there," she smiled, leaning toward me a bit.
"Not for me," I pushed her away slipping into the club, not in the mood to be hit on by some wanna be badass just looking to score with the queen of bad. That life was over for me, over for me, I had to say it twice to remind myself. She could go get in Katia's pants if she wanted to walk on the wild side.
"How'd it go?" Amy asked hugging me.
"Good," I grinned, handing the piece to Scud, who nodded and slipped it in his pocket.
"Have you been drinking?" Amy asked.
"Yeah, and I think we need more, not like any of us are driving." Scud grinned and I waved at the bartender.
"Are you sure?" Amy asked, looking unsure about drinking.
"I am sure," Scud answered, ordering three shots when the bartender showed up.
"Babe, let's have fun," I pulled her close to me, kissing her just hard enough to make her forget everything else.
"Okay," she smiled when I let her go. We did the shots Scud had ordered and headed for the dance floor. I pulled her close, dancing against her; glad for the moment to be far from home, in a club where no one knew us, and for a few hours we could maybe forget everything else that was happening.
I pulled her closer, loving the feel of her against me, laughing as Scud came up from behind her, dancing like the crazy white boy he is. Amy laughed, falling closer into me; I fell in love with her smile all over again. I shoved Scud away, watching as he fell back toward the bar, settling onto a stool. The music slowed just enough to be considered sexy, and I was very aware of Amy against me and the alcohol inside me, all of it combining to make me want her more then I ever had.
"We should go," I whispered in her ear.
"What about Scud?" She asked. I glanced over at him; he was nursing a beer, looking wicked depressed all of a sudden. I noticed we were not the only people coupling up.
"I think he wouldn't mind getting out of her," I answered softly, pulling her from the dance floor.
Scud rode in silence back to the hotel, me and Amy holding hands, but trying not to be too obviously couple like. I gave Scud a quick unplanned hug, and he mumbled good night, leaving the lobby. Amy glanced at me as we stepped into the elevator, as soon as the doors shut completely, I shoved her to the wall, kissing her and sliding my hands under her shirt.
The elevator dinged and we sprung apart, glancing up I realized we had reached our floor, and pulled her out after me. We stumbled down the hall, hands roaming discreetly as we could, fumbling open the door, and stumbling to the bed for the second time in our stay. I practically tore off my shirt, but she stopped me from lifting off hers.
"Hold on I got you something."
"What?" I asked sitting back a bit, pushing hair from my face. With a quick smile she dug in her pocket pulling out a pair of dangle teardrop diamond earrings.
"Oh wow," I took them gently. "Where did you get these?"
"The vault," she answered with a grin.
"Well look at the master criminal," I smiled, slipping in the earrings. "My mom used to have a pair like these," I smiled.
"You look beautiful babe," she leant in kissing me softly at first, but soon the passion took over, and clothing was falling off quickly, and we were having sex, and I was again thinking how nothing could be better then this.
