Christina brought her Ducati to a standstill in front of the Bronze. She had been here many times over the past few months, checking the progress of the reconstruction and decoration and now she was here to see the grand opening. Gabriel had told her to stop by whenever she felt like it, and she had decided to show up early. It was hit club and his club house, but she still felt she needed to play hostess herself, even though most of the patrons just viewed her as the boss’ bitch. She nodded her hello to the doorman and walked into the place. Gabriel had managed to give the place an oldschool feel even though most of the stuff was new.<br/><br/>She frowned when she saw Gabriel in the company of a pair of men. She didn’t stick her nose in her man’s affairs, but she knew enough about what he was involved in to realize that she didn’t like the sight of them. She had seen them around before. She observed the scene from a distance until Gabriel finally said his goodbye to his guests and guided them out the door to their bikes. When he returned back inside, Christina was waiting by the counter. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. She was wearing a white sleeveless top and skin-tight dark denim pants with matching boots. She hand flung her leather jacket over the counter surface.<strong>“Hey baby, what does a girl have to do around here to get a beer?”  </strong><br/>