Between The Books-Michael Clifford

Seven

Jax is talking to his friends in the band and I'm standing at the bar waiting on Wade to notice me. Because Jax is tight with Shooter, we didn't get hassled for id's at the door. Wade is the bartender, so if we can get past the bouncer, I never have a problem getting drinks. Wade's actually a friend of mine. We have bio together and he's roommates with Kyle.

I just have the best looking boyfriends!

Finally he sees me. "Hey, sorry, what can I get ya, Star?" He asks. I may or may not have offered to be the go to girl for getting drinks tonight. Wade, is unbelievably hot. Like, seriously.

"Two shots of fruit loop vodka, a Bud Light and a Slow Screw." I say, gazing into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Loopy, in case you care." He says, grinning.

Huh?

"What?" I ask.

"The fruit loop vodka shots, it's Three Olives, Loopy. Three Olives is the brand, Loopy's the flavor. A favorite of yours tonight, I'm guessing, since this is probably your fourth trip to get some?"

"Oh, maybe, but how do you know it's not because of your sexy self?!" I flash my flirty grin.

Wade laughs. "Baby, you drop Jax, and you can have more then just a look at me. Till then, we'll just have to control ourselves. Easier for you then me." He reaches out, taking my hand and kisses it. Slow and soft, staring at me with those fuck me eyes of his.

Yes. Wade is my absolute favorite. "Aw, Wade, trust me, you give me WAY too much credit." Seriously, he doesn't even know. "Hey, can I ask you something?" I say.

"Course. Shoot." Wade sets up two shot glasses and starts pouring.

Seriously, I could look at him all night. Awesome body, blond hair, white long sleeve shirt, sleeves rolled up. His accent, everyone thinks it's New York, but I know he's from Jersey.

"You guys ever have the band Lickit play here?" I hand him the money.

"Nah, girl, I got you." He pushes my hand away.

"Thanks, Wade."

"Lickit. Great band, but I don't think they've played here, at least not since I started. They're usually over at the Ugly Tuna."

"Why do you wanna know about Lickit?" I here a female voice say beside me.

I turn and see a girl smiling at Wade. Ok, that kind of pisses me off. I just need to chill myself! I have Jax, I'm obsessing over asshole Michael, and now I'm ready to fight this chic over my Wade....I mean my favorite bartender.

"Oh, I just heard they're a good band. Have you heard of them?" I say, taking my two shots of....Loopy. My shots, I can share. I offer this small girl one.

I have to admit. I enjoy being tall. I feel untouchable by all these slutty bitches at the bars, and guys love tall girls. It's the whole leg thing, seeing themselves with these long legs wrapped around them.

"Damn you're like, wicked tall." She says, laughing. She takes the shot and downs it.

"Wade's hot as shit. I'd like to get my hands on him." She says, practically drooling over him.

"Keep your hands off Wade, we'll have no problems." I say, smiling. Ok, I couldn't help myself.

I look at Wade, he smirks and gives me a wink.

"Ok, fair enough! Lickit, yeah, I've heard of them. You like punk?" She asks.

"I haven't really heard much punk, I'm mostly into rock." I say, tipping back my shot.

"Mmm, you should come hear them sometime. Like Wade says, Ugly Tuna. They'll be there this weekend. Keep your hands off their lead singer though, he's mine. The rest of the band's yours, and thanks for the shot." She grins and walks away.

Nice. I like girls who can give it right back. That's why Laney and I work so well together.

I turn around to find Wade for more shots, but he's already got them poured and sitting on the bar in front of me.

I smile. "Wade, I love you!" I say.

"Back at ya. Better go, Jax is on his way over here." Wade says, looking over my shoulder.

"I'll walk away slowly so you can get a good look at my ass." I say, grabbing the shots and turning to face Jax just as he walks up.

"Thanks, Star, I'd appreciate that!" Wade says from behind me.

"Awfully friendly with Wade, as usual." He says, glaring at Wade.

"Aw, did I tell you I love it when you're jealous?" I say, handing him the shots, then turning back for the other drinks.

"Come on, I want you to meet somebody. His name's Scutter and he's in a band. I just met him."

"Ok, let's go meet Scutter!"