“I don’t want to leave you in a clutch. Can I get a week? At least?”
“Yeah. On one condition.”
This is it. He’s probably going to tell me I don’t have a job. That I’m a bitch for leading on his brothers. Not like he cares that his woman is one of my good friends.
“Okay.” I swallow, my knee bouncing nervously.
“Take the night off. We know there’s some shit between you, Hank, Luke, and the Doc. It’s why he’s not here right now. We knew he needed some time to cool off,” Bash says, lowering his hands, placing them on his desk.
“You’re not firing me?”
Javier lets out a laugh, one so loud you can hear it rumbling.
“Shit no, girl. You’re the best bartender we got. This shit with the guys, it’ll blow over. If it doesn’t then you’ll all move on,” Bash says, a smile on his face. “You’ll always have a place here, Vee, for as long as you want it.”
I will not cry. But I can feel the tears welling in my eyes.
“Thank you. But are you sure you don’t need me tonight? It looks pretty crowded.”
His fingers rap on the desk in a rhythmic beat. He doesn’t utter a word, and Javier just shakes his head.
“Let her work if she wants, man. I’ll stay near her, and if she needs to leave, then I’ll take over.” Javier speaks up as he stands. “Come on, Vee. Let’s go.”
“Thank you again, Bash.” I stand up and follow Javier as we leave the office and go down the stairs.
“Everything is going to….” Javier stops midway down the step, cursing under his breath. My hands reach out, grabbing hold of the railing to keep from falling right into him. He turns around to face me. “Maybe we should go upstairs and talk to Bash some more.”
I shake my head in confusion. “Huh?”
“Shit, girl. Look. Hank’s here.”
Okay. No big deal. I was expecting him to be here, anyway. I just assumed he’d be working the door, cutting down the number of times I’d see him. Instead, he’s going to be a customer it seems.
“No biggie. I can handle it.”
“Vee…”
The rest of what he says is just static in the background. Because it’s then I see Hank, but he’s not alone. He has one of the girls I’ve seen at the clubhouse with him. His arm is around her and she’s kissing him on the neck, practically humping his cock at the bar. My bar. The main one I work at.
My eyes see red and I can’t breathe.
“I’m… I’m going to go ahead and take off now. Tell Bash thank you,” I stammer out before stepping around him and rushing out of the club.
It’s not until I’m in my car, door locked, engine started and pulling out of the parking lot that I start crying. When I stop at a red light, I take out my phone and message Luca.
Me: Plan changed. Not working. OMW now.
Chapter 9
Hank
Myeyesroamthebar, looking for her. I know she works tonight.
I’d be working if it wasn’t for Earl calling me into his office and telling me to take the night off. I’m not even supposed to be here, but I can’t stay away.
“I can’t believe you asked me out. On a date,” the bitch beside me coos.
What the fuck was her name again? I think it starts with a J. Maybe an A. Fuck if I know. She’s just one of the new club girls, and she’s only here to prove a point to Vee. I want her to see what it would feel like if the tables were turned and I couldn’t choose between her and another woman. One of the new prospects said it was how he made his girl jealous and I should try it. The idea sounded great when I was drunk as a skunk. But standing here now, it doesn’t seem like a great idea.
