Allen stood up and wrapped his tattooed left arm around her slight shoulder and waist. She felt delicate as looked into her bright blue eyes.<br/><br/>"May you have a pretty smile and eyes that look the gemstones."<br/><br/>He looked over to a buddy at the bar. He wore a leather jacket with the same design on the back as Allen. Instead of "MIAMI" on the bottom the words spelled PROSPECT.<br/><br/>"Mack, I have a job for you. Keep watch over May's place. I want her to be safe tonight. The thugs tried to harm her. She's a bit shaken up."<br/><br/>The man at the bar had his back turned as Allen spoke to him, he turned in the stool and walked toward May.<br/><br/>"Sorry you ok miss? Sue be glad to help vp. Mind I get Derick to keep company and watch?"<br/><br/>Allen patted May's slender waist and nodded, "Yea sure.  May is special, I do not want her bothered. Get my drift."<br/><br/>"No problem bro. She hands off, I get it."<br/><br/>Derick strided over to a blond haired man about Derick's age of 20. The blond was a medium build and had the same tattoo on his right arm as Allen. His patch on front over his right shoulder were the words in white enbordered "Sargent at Arms."<br/><br/>The men followed behind Allen and May. Allen opened the door for her and handed her a helmet. He helped her fasten it and straddled his bike.<br/><br/>"Get on May. These guys will make sure your safe. Where to little lady?"<br/><br/>The men got on their bikes as each had a Glock hidden in the front pocket of their jackets.