Page 46 of Lucifer's Hounds

“Scott does,” I say.

“He doesn’t count as a regular though, so you’re good to go,”

Scott and Leo had finish putting everything away in the back and Leo stands behind the bar, tying his shirt up like those slutty country girls do.

“Can I get you ladies anything?” he asks in the highest pitched voice he can manage while swinging his hips and blinking his eyes quickly in our direction.

We laugh at his impersonation of a bartender at the same time the front door opens and woman enters.

“Leo, what in the hell are you doing?” she asks.

I look at the woman closely. “Carrie!” I exclaim and wrap her in a hug. She’s the agent I met with about my house who was so kind to me.

“Hey honey!” Carrie says, hugging me back tighter.

“It’s good to see you.”

“What is my goofy man doing?” she asks, pointing at Leo.

“I didn’t know he belonged to you. Not that I cared who he belonged to. Okay that all sounded bad,” I say, giving her best apologetic smile. “I didn’t realize the ol’ lady that was mentioned was you.”

Carrie laughs. “Girl, you’re good. I know where my man’s heart is, and his heart is attached to his penis. He isn’t going anywhere, and I know I have nothing to worry about.” Leo walks behind her and wraps his arms around her.

“She is absolutely right.” He turns her around to kiss her.

Carrie’s smile mirrors Leo’s and they look great together; clearly they were made for each other.

“So how do you know my girl?” Leo asks, looking at me over Carrie’s shoulder.

“She’s the property manager of my house,” I say.

“Really? This is the new tenant you were talking about?” he asks Carrie.

“Yes, baby.” She kisses him on the cheek, rubbing her hand on his chest adoringly.

“Small world.”

Carrie turns in Leo’s arms to look around the bar.

“Oh my god. Cass did well with the place!”

I beam, feeling a sense of pride. “Yes, ma’am he did. He’s pretty great.”

“Somebody’s got the hots for the new owner,” Carrie notes.

“Of course she does. Where have you been?” Scott asks.

“Umm, at work. You know, that thing that normal people do on a daily basis?” she retorts.

“Hey, I know what that’s like. I’m working right now.”

“Yeah, looks like you’re doing so much work,” Leo says sarcastically.

“Nobody asked for any lip out of you, Prospect.” Scott smiles.

Leo shakes his head. “Always picking on the Prospect.”

I watch the interaction between them. They sound like siblings. Leo and Scott walk down to the end of the bar leaving me, Mindy, and Carrie alone.

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