Tina had left lunch feeling energized. She had hugged Ryan, enjoying the hard warmth of his body. But she didn’t kiss him. She was actually a little shy with him in public, which was funny, because Tina wasn’t a shy girl. Back at work, she had soon built up a sweat. Her chosen profession wasn’t easy and while Tina wasn’t delicate, she lacked the upper body strength of the men, so had to work smarter. At least, this was how she phrased it mentally. She was too smart herself to say it to the guys.<br/><br/>She knew Ryan was a patched member of the Ministers of Death MC, but she had no real idea of what he did for the club and didn’t want to know. She had two uncles who cooked meth. She didn’t ask what they did either. They might be the nastiest two men you’d ever run across, but they always respected her as their niece and she was loyal. With Ryan, she knew he might do things that weren’t exactly within the law, but she didn’t care what he did either. And if she were honest, Ryan was right not to tell her, because put a few beers in her and she could say almost anything. Secrets weren’t exactly her strong point.<br/><br/>Tina spent her day planning the evening. She wondered if it would be too girly to put on some nice black lace underwear. Not that Ryan would care when he was stripping it off her, she thought as a delicious sensation of warmth ran down her center. Now he would appreciate the pizza!<br/>