him it works and the clearest brown eyes. You’d think with the gray coloring in his hair and beard he would look old but he doesn’t. His cut says Enforcer, I’m thinking that has something to do with all that solid muscle he’s carrying around, and that look of business in his eyes. They never stop moving and scanning the doors. Jacey would totally go for him.
Hunter is more lean, yet just as tall as most of the other guys, he’s covered in tattoos all the way down to his knuckles, with longer brownish red hair, a full beard that’s groomed nicely it’s the same color as his hair, and pale green eyes. His cut says Tracker.
Hacker’s also full of muscle, about 5’11. He has short salt and pepper colored hair, with dark stubble, a small gap in his front teeth that most couldn’t pull off, but he does, beautiful green eyes. His cut says Sergeant at arms.
Ghost is just as tall as the other guys but super lean. He has long blonde hair that’s darker at the roots and his beard is dark brown. If he didn’t have that beard he could totally pass as a surfer. Oh My God! His eyes are a crystal clear blue like the ocean. His cut says prospect really big on the back and a smaller patch that says the same on the front. The one thing all these guys have in common besides the good looks are the tattoos. They are all wearing t-shirts of different colors and some have writing or pictures on them, with their cuts but you can see the tattoos coming down their arms, some of the guys even have them on their necks and hands. They all have on jeans and black riding boots on. I look over to Doc, he seems to have more of the military look. He’s clean cut. I don't see any tattoos on him. There is something hard and haunting about his eyes though.
"Hi, Doc, I'm Zoey. It's nice to finally meet you. Thanks for everything you’ve done for me." He gives me a smile while shaking my hand.
"No problem, Zoey. I'm just glad that you’re okay. If you need any more pain meds or anything else let me know."
"Alright, but I think I'll be fine now." I look over at Hanger then nod to the bar he nods his head yes and I make my way over to the bar and ask. "Hey. Bam Bam, can I get a Blue Moon and a shot of Jack Daniels Tennessee Honey? If you have it."
"Coming right up, Zoey." Bam Bam is tall, lean, with dark brown hair and eyes, dark five o'clock shadow, tan skin, with a sharp jaw and nose.
I down the shot. It gives a little burn but is so sweet. I'm bringing the beer up to my lips when I look over and stop short.
"Hanger, who is the guy sitting over there? He looks so familiar." I point to the left of the room with my beer bottle. Hanger takes my free hand and we walk over. "Zoey, meet Romeo, these two are Lilly and Shug.” He motions to the girls sitting with Romeo. “They are what we call club whores." I give him an odd look and tilt my head. I would not be ok having that title but whatever. Who am I to judge?
"Nice to meet you guys." The girls don't say anything, but I really look at Romeo and my mouth drops to the floor. I say, "I’ve met you before, you were the server at Gremaldi's . That night you said your name was J..." he cuts me off before I can finish what I was saying.
"Yeah, Love. That was me, but you can't call me by that name here. My name is Romeo, okay? I'm glad you’re up and moving around. We've been worried about you. I knew that guy was an asshole."
"Umm… Yeah, alright. Yes, he is a complete dick. I can see, why they call you Romeo. I bet you break hearts everywhere you go." He is hot, that's for sure. My eyes definitely weren't playing tricks on me that night. Like the rest of the guys, he's got the tattoos. Where the hell did all these guys come from? It’s like being at a casting call for tall, muscular, bad ass, tattooed models. I'm one lucky bitch to have ended up here. Even though all these guys look good as hell, none of them compare to Hanger.
"You could say that. Maybe we should hang out sometime." He