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leo-underwood:

Leo took the card from Sloan and slipped it into the pocket of his pants, “If I find myself in either situation I’ll give you a call,” he said with a smile. He shrugged, “Here to stay for now. Or rather for the foreseeable future.”

“Oh, well in that case... you’ll love it. You tried the hot dogs yet? They’re to die for.”

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kingmontgomery:

“From the looks of things, she won’t be. Enough about Erin, though — I’d love a distraction. That is what you specialize in, isn’t it?”

“It is,” she said, a devious smirk dancing on the edges of her lips as she took a few steps towards him. Perhaps she was being a little too forward, but she didn’t care. It was very difficult for men to resist her, and she figured Vince wouldn’t be much different. “So, sit back and relax... sir.”

Sloan’s hands trailed down to his pants, pulling his zipper down as she got down on her knees, licking her lips as her eyes flickered back up at him. 

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cameron-montgomery:

All offense taken, Sloan. Like I said, if I were to take advantage of your sister, she is already compensated by my business and my family. I don’t answer your questions because it is none of your business. And you know just how much I hate being questioned.

If your expectations are so high, then what is the problem?

Well, honestly I would trust the both of them to make good decisions for themselves. They are both adults.

Whatever. Do what you want. This conversation’s over.

Enjoy my sister.

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leo-underwood:

Leo fell into step next to Sloan and Finn, “Well, in that case, I’ll definitely make a visit at least once,” he said with a smile, “I wouldn’t want to offend.”

“No... no, you wouldn’t.” Sloan reached into her wallet, pulling out an Ephesus card and a sharpie. On the back, she wrote her name and phone number, handing it to Leo. “If you’re ever bored, or in need of some company...” she explained coyly.

“Are you here to stay?”

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giannamontgomery:

“I’ll leave you to it,” Gianna answered, her hold of the other angel loosening, until only the warmth of where her hands had been lingered. Left at her own wits, Gigi slipped into the masses, eyeing each person for their build, identity, and what made each significant from the rest. A particular woman caught her attention, dressed in a white dress that may as well have been made of cellophane. Still, that wasn’t what made her significance, but rather the high pitched laugh that demanded attention, the diamond ring on her fingers that she always rose to amplify her dramatics. Newly rich. Her husband must’ve been cheating on, but when he could buy you rings that large… It wouldn’t have surprised her if they had come as her husband’s dates. 

Before she could contemplate her move, her company returned, the music turned from agonizing to bearable. A smile curved on her lips as she turned back to the angel. Everyone always underestimated a pretty face. “You wanna make things interesting?” she asked, her voice hushed, though her body pressed close to Sloan’s, her arms around her shoulder. “Just follow my lead,” she told her, a hand placed one her waist as she guided the duo from the dance floor, that suddenly became more populated, towards the woman. She turned her lips to Sloan’s ear, whispered like a lover, though the words were a different kind of sweet. “I’ll promise you her ring. Laugh,” she instructed just as they paused by the water, just beside the group that held their target’s attention.

Sloan loved how Gigi took control of a situation. She was always full of surprises, something that Sloan had come to admire about the brunette. It would explain why she had a criminal record. Gigi was brilliant, but also impulsive. "Let's make things interesting," she responded, a devious smirk dancing on the corners of her lips. She watched Gigi intently, thankful that Sloan was gifted in the art of improvisation. Sloan's eyes fell upon the woman's ring. Not only was it huge, but it was beautiful. The epitome of elegance. Something that she only saw on New York's finest. When Gigi promised her the ring, Sloan's mouth practically began to water. She loved jewelry, and she loved to be spoiled.

Sloan began to giggle before erupting into a fit of laughter, hands on Gigi's back as she waited intently for Gigi to make her move.

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kingmontgomery:

“Not the ones I fathered, for once. Have you not seen the headlines my brilliant niece has been making?”

“Unfortunately, yes. I have. I just hope she’s careful. Anything I can do to help the stress, Mr. Montgomery?”

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leo-underwood:

Leo laughed, “I mean an apartment with a nice dog and a hot girl, definitely sounds like a fun spot,” he said in response to her offer,��“I might just have to take you up on that.”

“Well, you’re welcome any time,” Sloan told him. She meant it, too. From what she could remember, he was great in bed. “And I mean it. If you don’t come over at least once, I’ll be a little offended.” She started walking her dog again, gesturing with her chin for him to join her. 

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cameron-montgomery:

And now I’m insulted. 

What I do in my spare time is my own business. Last time I checked, I signed the check that goes into your bank account. So I’d reconsider accusing me of taking advantage next time.

No offense, sir, but when your personal life involves my baby sister, this stops being about your family business and it starts being about keeping her safe. So, please, don’t play boss with me when it’s convenient.

Please don’t threaten my job, because I’m still doing it. All I’m asking, as an acquaintance or friend, or whatever the fuck we are, is that you’re careful with her. Not that I’d expect anything less from a man like you.

Sorry if I came off a little strong. But family’s family. You’d do the same for Gigi, wouldn’t you? Or Stef?

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leo-underwood:

“Like might bee too strong of a word at this moment. I’m intrigued by the city, but I’ve yet to develop any sort of attachment to it. A tour could be interesting, I bet you know a bunch of fun places…”

“I do know tons of fun places. My apartment being one of them. You know, if you’re ever looking for a fun time. I don’t mind reliving our night in Chicago.”

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graysonmknight:

Wasn’t me. You probably want the one tying his shoe laces over there. I’m only just staring.

Like what ya see?

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joshuabreckinridge:

     ❝Why does everyone think a compliment hides a hidden agenda.        I wanted just to inform you that I appreciate your eyes.❞

“Well, people exactly don’t go around handing out compliments. THat’s probably why so many people found it suspicious.”

“Thanks, though. I like your face.”

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audreyjxmes:

“I know, I just meant that I no longer have a partner, you know? You and Saige have been so good to me, though, it means a lot to have you guys around.”

“You ask, I deliver. Of course, it’s not like I go around telling people about who I do business with. Just…be careful, alright?”

“I’ll be your partner. In crime. Don’t go around getting the wrong idea, Aud. I’m no one’s woman.”

“Will do. How much do I owe you?” Sloan asked, digging through her wallet for cash. 

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stefmontgomery:

It does have something to do with society. Men are the ones who see themselves as all powerful and the ones who dictate what is acceptable and not. Catcalling falling under acceptable. Preaching to the choir, though.

Yeah, well, I refuse to be one of the idiots that conforms to any person’s idea of what’s acceptable and what isn’t.

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giannamontgomery:

Tag teaming had always been a favorable option for Gianna within her line of service. It was nearly always men who wanted two, and it was nearly always two women they wanted. After all, for her, it was never about the money or the sex her client could bring, but the opportunities that came along with them. Even for her clients, it was rarely about sex, but rather the idea of having a Montgomery draped around them, whispering  filthy words into their ear, and showering them with affection. It was a power trip, one she played her part in, as she swiped their phones and wallets, robbed them of their valuables and information, and kissed them goodnight with a swap of their wallets. It was even more so tag teaming.

“You’re telling me,” Gianna answered, flipping open a wallet. “Visa, license, library card. Who brings their library card to a yacht party?” she questioned, taking the visa and tossing the rest of the wallet over her shoulder. Especially at his age. Glancing behind her shoulder to where their client disappeared, she supposed it was partly about sex for him. Then again, he did leave both the girls he hired for someone else. 

She turned when Sloan spoke again, her feet rising just before the boredom could truly sink in. “You think we could get them to play something with a faster pace?” she questioned, though took Sloan’s hand. 

Sloan scrunched up her face in obvious disgust as Gigi mentioned a library card. Not that she had anything against reading, or smart people, but who the fuck would bring anything other than a few credit cards and an ID to a yacht party? She shook her head in obvious disapproval, thankful that he'd left Sloan and Gigi alone for the time being.

"I'm sure I could do some convincing," she said, leading the way, still holding onto Gigi's hands. She approached the DJ with a confidence that wasn't difficult for Sloan to find. Canting her head to the side, she smirked, rubbing the side of her neck as she very obviously stared at the sign that said "absolutely no music requests."

"Hey! My friend and I were wondering if you could put something on with a little more rhythm? Maybe faster paced?" She grinned, flashing the man her biggest and brightest smile. He seemed hesitant at first, but finally, he agreed. Grinning, Sloan led Gigi onto the dance floor, resting a hand on her partner's shoulder.

"You're welcome," she simply said, hips already absentmindedly swaying to the much faster paced song.

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leo-underwood:

Leo stood up so he was no longer on his knees in front of Sloan and cleared his throat, “Not forgettable, just wasn’t expecting to see you here,” he said. At her mention of their night he laughed, “Yeah, fun.  And it was in Chicago. We relocated.”

“I’d go back to Chicago in a heartbeat if I could. If it were that easy. New York is definitely a different pool. You like it here so far? Can I interest you in a personal tour of the city?”

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cameron-montgomery:

Get what out of me? I’m a lady, god damn it. And also, it shouldn’t matter to you what she does? She fucks people for a living. Why would I be any different?

I have to say, I’m a bit disappointed that you’d assume so.

Yeah, that’s her job. People pay for that privilege. And something tells me you aren’t paying for her company.

Whatever. I honestly don’t care as long as you’re not taking advantage of her. She’s too good for all this bullshit.

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kingmontgomery:

Vince’s eyes scanned the article on his phone, shoving the device hard into his pocket in frustration. “In case I needed more proof that common sense isn’t hereditary..”

“What’s wrong, Mr. Montgomery? Kids givin’ ya trouble?”