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CHAPTER THREE ⎯ family line
MONET STARED UP at the ceiling as she laid on the couch in Sarah's family boat. After last night, she didn't want to go home ⸻ especially now that she knew her brother, once again, was high as a kite.
Yeah, having a joint or two was nothing ... it was normal around the Outer Banks, but Nate wasn't on that, no, her brother was having everyother drug known.
Monet loved her brother, she did, but when he was like that? She couldn't stand to be around him, he reminded her of their dad. He got nasty. So, she ventured to stay with Sarah until Marisol let her know it was okay to come home.
But her mind couldn't help but fixate on that first time she realised just how bad it was.
outer banks, north carolina ⎯ before summer ( flashback )
Monet should've known that her brother and all his ass-kissing friends would be here tonight. The country club was like a hotspot for all the stuck-up assholes. When her boss had told her that she was working the outside bar Monet thought herself lucky for two reasons. One, she wouldn't have to tend to the loud party of golfers in the private room and Two, she wouldn't have to work with JJ.
Of course, as she made her way to the bar, she found herself heavily disappointed. JJ stood behind the bar, tending to customers, and a big table of loud, rowdy, familiar boys sat nearby.
"Fuck," she cursed under her breath, wiping a, now, sweaty and shaky hand down her waist apron. She let out a deep breath, gritted her teeth and made her way over to the bar.
JJ looked up upon her arrival and grinned slyly. "Didn't think you'd show," he said, eyes flitting up briefly from the glass held in his hand. He didn't even try to hide the fact that his eyes were skimming her up and down, whether he was checking her out or giving her an up-and-down look, she didn't know.
Monet sent the blond a dirty look and turned her attention to him, she gave him a dry smile and snatched the cloth that he was using to dry the glass out of his hands. "Well, I'm here, aren't I?" Monet retorted, she was in his presence for less than a second and he was already driving her insane.
JJ raised his hands in mock surrender as he watched her move around to the other side of the bar ⸻ gathering her stuff to serve the 'demon table' as she branded them. He placed his elbows on the bar surface and leant forward with an insolent smirk on his face. "You're a delight to be around, you know that?"
