The Following Morning 3 A.M.

"I can't believe I caught you damn near FUCKING Murphy MacManus! I thought we couldn't like them? What the fuck happened to that?" Ana yelled at Joe who was still drunk.

"Seriously, I don't like him, but I'm really horny." Joe barely spoke above a whisper. "And can you please stop yelling. Holy shit is he's a good kisser…"

"Yeah?" Ana asked, "What was it like?"

"Hot, fireworks, passion, lust, life. Oh god." Joe rested her head in her hands. "His hands were just rough enough to excite my skin. His mouth conquered mine before I had a chance to argue. He is a predator posing as a house pet. Or whatever it was Tyler Durden said. Oh shit…"

"I saw him take you out the back door. Connor said that the girls really dug the view…was it pretty?"

"Even if it was a ploy, he was being romantic. It was romantic, for anyone who's into that." Joe's smile grew wider. "He calls me his Siren. Says he wants to crash on my rocky shores. How romantic is that?"

"Very romantic. So?"

"So, what?"

"SO, is he huge? I so know he is!"

"OH MY GOD ANA!"

"I'm sorry! I saw it when we startled you guys." Ana started blushing. "I mean, seriously, he had to turn around to adjust it. And even THAT took a minute! I am just so proud of you."

"I'm not saying 'Oh my god' for that, I'm saying 'oh my god' because, because…" Joe turned blood red from her face down to her toes.

Ana leapt to her side, "Holy shit what's wrong? Do you need some juice? How's your blood sugar?"

"It's not my blood sugar…it's my panties."

"Oh no…did he squirt? Did you squirt? Holy shit! Did you two have sex and he took them? Get to the point!"

A hand went to Joe's mouth. "I can't believe this happened, but, he managed to get my panties. We didn't even HAVE sex. My underwear is now a trophy of a serial killer."

Later that Morning. 11 A.M.

"Oi, Murph. Did you sleep alright…Oh my god! Jesus man there's a giant snake in your bed!" Connor said jokingly.

Murphy just smirked. "Nope, it's just my gigantic cock."

"You gonna take care of that?" Connor stood up out of bed, yawned, and took a long nude stretch.

"Of course!" Murphy spoke while stroking his hard-on over the sheet. "I have great material to rub one out to. All I had to do was touch her in the right way and she lit up like a Christmas tree. Amazing stuff. What about you? All talk and no action as usual huh?"

"Aye, I got me an eyeful. I'll go first, just go back to sleep and I'll wake you up when I'm done." Connor smacked his brother and then went into their shower.

Murphy groaned and found the most comfortable position to deal with his erection. He smiled thinking of Joesephine and the dreams he had last night. He swore he could still feel the warmth of Joesephine in his bed, even though she hadn't been there. He slipped back into sleep until Connor finished showering.

Connor came out from the bathroom and threw his wet towel on his brother's face. "Get up. Tag you're it. I'm gonna go down and talk to Doc and Romeo. Be quick about it, like last night!"

Murphy flashed Connor the finger as he groaned and got out of bed. His cock throbbed from too much excitement and not enough action. He grabbed the wet towel and wrapped it around his waist. Connor was dressed and headed down the stairs to speak to their friends. Murphy dropped the towel and proceeded into the shower.

He made it as cold as he could take it to wake up completely. He felt like he was in a haze or a fog. Something had infiltrated his brain while he'd slept, and he was convinced it was Joesephine. As he turned it warmer and warmer, he thought more and more of Joe. He retraced the curve of her body, the length of her shiny black hair, and her round luscious ass in his mind. His hands gripped his cock and he began to pull on it. He relived the kiss she planted on him. The way her body felt against his and the way she reacted to everything he did to her. It's like she was meant for him…

Connor was downstairs talking with Romeo and Doc about what had to be done next, and what was to be done about breakfast. "I think we should make our Mexican go and get it." Connor said with laughter.

"Alright, what do you want?" Romeo asked, bug eyed and acting slightly put off.

"Ugh, eggs, toast, uh, bacon and sausage. Definitely enough for all of us to eat, so at least four servings each, got it?"

"Yes boss!" Romeo nodded and started to walk out the door when there was a knock. "What the fuck? Who would come here this early?"

"Easy boys!" Doc stammered out. "It looks like that girl Murphy was all over last night. Fuck! Ass!"

Connor laughed and went over to the door. "Holy shit! It is! I knew she couldn't wait to see him!"

Connor opened the door and Joesephine smiled as best she could in this situation. She took off her purple and silver aviator shades and shook Connor's hand. "Hey, is your brother, Murphy, awake?"

"Aye, he is…" Connor began to snicker and pointed Joe to the way upstairs into their loft. "He's up there."

Joe looked at him with a cocked eyebrow. "Is everything ok?" She looked at the other men, whom were all looking at Connor with confusion.

"Aye, everything's fine. He's up there, go see him. He's probably smoking, or something."

Joe slowly walked up the stairs and into the loft. Connor fell on the floor laughing with his hand over his mouth. Romeo and Doc looked at him, completely lost. Connor finally composed himself and stood up.

"Murph's up there, in the shower, beating it to her, right now!"

All the boys started laughing behind cupped hands and wondered who was gonna scream first… They waited and waited and waited, and finally they heard Murphy moan.

"Oh shit, he's gonna blow!" Connor whispered, giggling.

"JESUS CHRIST! What the fuck are you doing here?" Murphy bellowed and the boys downstairs fell on the floor, laughing hysterically.

Suddenly, there was nothing. No sound, just footsteps over head. They all sat near the bar and waited for what would happen next. They heard some chatter, some moaning, and then out of the blue Joe came running down the stairs, dripping with water, and ran out the door.

"What the fuck was that?" Connor spat.

Joe was weary when she first stepped into the loft. She couldn't see Murphy anywhere. She had no chance to protect herself from a wanted molesting. She didn't dare breathe, she was in enemy territory. Suddenly she heard a loud moan, and running water. She thought he had cut himself shaving.

Joe walked quickly toward the running water and found herself in a completely open bathroom. The toilet had no door and there were just two shower spigots on the tile wall. No curtains, nothing but a naked Murphy jerking off like his life depended on it.

She gasped as she saw him pulling on his cock, and he looked up. "JESUS CHRIST! What the fuck are you doing here?" As he yelled she saw streams of white jetting out from his member.

Breathless, Joe just stood there in horny shock. Her eyes went all over his naked body after watching his cock fall semi flaccid. His one hand held him up against the tile wall. Every muscle in his body going from totally taut to completely relaxed. Murphy took a couple of long pants and then finished cleaning himself.

"Oi, are you gonna answer me or just stare at me all day?"

Joe still didn't say a word. She wet her lips in an attempt to speak. "I…I, ugh, oh…" was all she could get out before she dashed into the other room. Without realizing it, she sat down on Murphy's bed and put a hand to her face. She was so embarrassed, again, in front of the same man. She was beginning to wonder if she was losing her edge, or if Murphy was really getting under her skin.

She heard the shower turn off and immediately stood up. Murphy walked in the room with the wet towel, drying his hair, still nude.

"Oh my god please put some clothes on!"

"No." Murphy walked over and grabbed her, pulling her against his wet body. She pushed at his shoulders, complaining about getting wet, but he ignored her. "What did you come back for?"

She stopped fighting and said, "my underwear, I don't know how you got it but I want them back. They are not a trophy!" Her face went from embarrassed to angry quickly and Murphy let her go.

He reached down into his pants pocket and pulled out her sexy little g-string. She snatched them out of his hand and stuffed them into her jeans pocket. Murphy quickly took her hand and pulled her close to him. This time she didn't fight so hard…

Murphy smiled and wrapped his arms around her, and her arms followed suit. She softly moaned into his neck and his cock stirred against her zipper. Her hands slid down his still wet back and grabbed tightly onto his buttocks. He laughed and did the same. He moved her head with his until he could caress her lips with his, and then they both felt the fire.

She kissed him and one hand slid up from his cheek and gripped his neck. One of his hands slid up her back and into her hair, soaking her clothes and silken locks. He took a step back toward the bed and then fell on it with Joe on top of him. She gasped and returned to kissing him.

He paused only for a second to ask, "Would you stay for breakfast, love?"

Her head perked up and she said, "Oh shit! I have to go!" She pecked him on the lips and ran out of the loft and out the door.

Murphy, slightly confused and feeling jilted again, gave chase. He grabbed a towel, wrapped himself with it, ran down the stairs and into the bar where there was no Joe to be found.

"Murph," Connor said. "What the fuck was that?"

"I don't know, but I need a drink." Murphy turned away from the door, defeated, still with an erection.

The boys booed and shielded their eyes, but Murphy just took a seat behind the bar and had a shot of Irish whiskey. "I just don't get it. She'll say two sentences to me, make-out, and then bail!"

"She really likes you. Fuck! Ass!" Doc stammered again. "Look, she's just scared. She keeps running away."

"Right, right!" Romeo chimed in. He was so happy he finally got to crack on Murphy. "Like a little bunny rabbit!"

"Fuck you!" Murphy said and took another shot. "I need to get dressed and eat."

"I thought you did just eat…" Connor replied.

Murphy took another shot and took the bottle with him. As he walked past his brother, he slapped the back of his head. He then slapped Romeo. "Go get fucking breakfast, will ya?" And with that returned upstairs.

Connor and Romeo shook their heads and then looked at each other. "He's got it bad for her, huh?" Romeo said and then walked out to get food for everyone.

Connor nodded until he heard the door shut. "This girl could mess with his head. I might have to stop this before it goes any farther."

"Maybe you should keep her here long enough for him to get his rocks off and then he'll forget about her. Fuck! Ass!"

Doc had a point. "I could do that with Ana. Those girls are about inseparable as me and Murph. I could keep Ana around and make sure Joe comes with her. That way Murph could have a chance to get her in bed."

"Aye, you boys are a catch, she might not want to let go after she gets a taste of the Saints. And Ana, maybe you should watch out about her as well." Doc managed not to swear this round.

"Well, we'll burn that bridge when we come to it."

"What are you fella's talking about?" Murphy said as he put on his jacket.

"We were talking about your lady troubles and how to solve them. Fuck! Ass!"

Murphy smirked. "I don't have lady troubles, I have hard on troubles. I'm gonna get them fixed. Even if it kills me, I'm gonna make love to that girl."

"And what are you gonna do after you bore her for fifteen minutes?" Connor replied.

"Aye, she won't be bored. Just wait."

As Romeo walked out the door, he saw the woman that was previously making out with Murphy upstairs, in the bar. He walked the way he would go to normally get breakfast, and she was going the same way. He smiled as he watched her walk into the same coffee shop he planned to walk into.

"Two coffees, black, two poppy seed bagels, two eggs, and two bacons and sausage to go please…" Joe ordered quickly and efficiently, and even paid with a hundred dollar bill.

Romeo's eyes grew wider at seeing the money. He would pat Murphy on the shoulder when he returned. He smiled as she looked over her shoulder at him. He looked down her back and realized she was wet. He couldn't stop himself from laughing.

"I'm sorry, can I help you?" Joe asked him with a cocked eyebrow.

"I'm so sorry, Connor has no manners. I'm Romeo, a friend of the Saints." He replied.

"The Saints, huh? What did they do that was so great for South Boston?" Joe didn't have to ask, but she had to play it stupid for now. She picked up her order and waited with Romeo for his.

"They do great work for the world. Two of the greatest guys I've ever met. Well, kinda. They rip on everyone. Anyway, we're all friends and we look out for one another. I was just wondering what you wanted with Murphy…"

Joe stood shocked for a moment. She wondered did the Saints send him after her. Did he just chase her out of the bar on his own volition? Was he their real friend, or a fellow murderer?

"Don't get me wrong," she answered quickly. "I like Murphy; a lot actually, I just have to eat breakfast. I'm diabetic. And Ana's waiting on me. We were planning on seeing both of them tonight."

She felt the need to face-palm herself, but her hands were too full to do so. She had said too much, way too much. She didn't know how close this Romeo was with the brothers. Maybe he was just an honest friend, but he could have joined up with the brothers, which makes him wanted too.

"Well, that's good to hear." Romeo beamed with delight. "Alright, so I guess I'll see you around." He nodded and walked out with his giant order.

Romeo hurried back to the bar to tell the Saint's the good news.

Joe hurried back to the apartment her and Ana were renting by the month. She rushed up the stairs and burst into the door. "Ana! I have to talk to you! You will not believe this! Ana?"

Not hearing anything, Joe put down their breakfast in the kitchen and went into Ana's bedroom. Ana blinked for a moment, sat up in a heartbeat, pulled her gun from under her pillow, and aimed it at Joe. "Jesus, you scared the fuck outta me."

"Oh my god, it is huge!"

Ana laughed so hard she fell out of her bed. "Ouch! I told you so!" Joe helped her off the floor.

"Holy crap. He's so damn hot. I don't know how much longer I can wait. I at least need to touch it. Holy shit, he's so hot." Joe shook her head and blushed. "I made out and ran away again. He's gonna get the wrong idea and I can't keep blaming it on my diabetes. He's gonna figure it out." Joe yelled while going into the kitchen and brought their breakfast into Ana's bedroom.

"But you don't really like him, do you?" Ana questioned her friend motives for the first time, ever.

"No, like I said, I'm just really horny. And he's really hot." Joe said while cramming her bagel into her mouth.

"You're lucky I can understand you while you're eating." Ana smiled, but still wondered.

The only reason she wondered is because she was falling for Connor. Thinking about him brought a smile to her face. The fact that they were going out with them tonight excited her. They sat and ate in silence, both wondering what the other one was thinking.

Joe couldn't stop thinking about Murphy kissing her and touching every inch of her body. She kept picturing the two of them rolling around the loft above McGinty's, naked, heavy petting and moaning. While she ate her eggs and bacon, she imagined them outside on the sturdy crates, him kissing her down her neck, her chest and her stomach to between her legs.

She shook the thoughts out of her head and continued with more important information. "So, the Saints lil friend Romeo followed me down to our coffeehouse. He orders breakfast there too. He also asked me what I was doing with Murphy."

"Oh good!" Ana smiled wider. "Your plan is working too." She was pleased to know that Joe's plan was working. She already knew she had weaved her magic on Connor.

"Well you let a guy feel you up on a stack of crates, and then in their bed, they might want it just a little bit." Joe and Ana laughed genuinely.

"So what did you tell him?"

"About what?"

"About Murphy! What did you tell Romeo about Murphy?"

"Oh, I lied. I told him that I really liked Murphy." Joe was lying to Ana. She had told Romeo the truth. "Well, we'll look up Romeo now and we already know the bar and Doc, the owner. I don't think we need any more info, do you? From here on out we act like girlfriends, and tail them. Then bring them in when they're at their weakest."

"Well then," Ana started, feeling acid boil up into her throat. "I think we should eat and then get ready for our date. Although, I don't know what time they will pick us up, I don't know where we're going, and I don't know what we should wear." She felt better after saying that they were going on a date with the brothers.

Joe sighed and fell back onto Ana's bed. "Damn it! I hate that! How can I be late if I don't know what time they are coming to get us?"

"When they knock, we invite them in, see what they are wearing, and then make them wait while we get dressed!"

"Oh my goodness! You're a genius Ana!"