The List

Chapter 1

Bran

Two fucking years since I've seen her and there she stands looking even more beautiful than I remember. I sit in the VIP booths watching her order a drink from the bartender. Watching as some douchbag frat boy wanna be walks up to her. I'm about to stand up when I see his hand go to her lower back, but I stop myself from being that over the top possessive caveman. She's not mine. Not anymore. I watch has hand slowly starts to head south. Fuck that. She was always mine. I messed up, but no way is she getting away now. I start to stand...

"Baby, where you going" a nasally female voice says behind me. Skinny arms wrap around my neck and I feel a sweaty face next to me that smells like cherries. Right at that moment I look up and make eye contact with the most beautiful brown eyes. Okay so everyone appears to have brown eyes in this dark club, I just happen to know they are indeed brown. Fuck! Of course I have this stage one clinger attaching herself to me right at this moment when I've finally found her. Of course she's going to witness some random woman who I met earlier with her hands all over me.

"Listen Bambi" yes that is her name. "You seem like a nice girl, but I'm not interested".

"It's Barbie"

"I'm sorry what"

"My name, it's Barbie not Bambi"

"Okay well whatever Barbie. I'm not interested"

I stand forcing her to back off and look for my girl, but she's gone.

I spent all night looking for her and she's completely disappeared, just like she did two years ago. But this time I know she's in my city and she was in my buddy Nate's nightclub. You aren't going to escape me now Harper.

Harper

"Did you hurt yourself when you fell from heaven? Because you are banging" some cheeseball who thinks it's okay to touch me while he whispers in my ear. Is that even the right saying or did he take two cheesy lines and mix them up?

So over these men. As I feel his hand start to move down while he waits for I guess an answer, I turn to give him a piece of my mind and maybe kick him in the balls when I see him. Brandon fucking Carter. Staring right at me with some chick hanging all over him. Why is he looking at me like he's excited to see me? Looking at me like he can't wait to devour me. Did he forget who I was? I wouldn't be surprised. I mean I didn't check off his wifey list so I guess I'm not memorable. Again, so over these men. If it isn't the cheesy lines, it's an ex that forgets I'm an ex. I gotta get outta here because I'll probably end up in jail if he heads over and hits on me, not remembering who I am. Plus this cheeseball guy is now cupping my ass. Not cool man.

I make my getaway mumbling something about picking up the kids which makes the cheeseball jump back like I was on fire. No kids, but it works all the time. As I run out of the club I order an Uber. Thankfully once I make it out the car is already there. Once in I send a text to Nate to let him know I just saw an ex and had to bounce. Thank goodness he owns the place and isn't going to have me arrested for not paying my tab. Hopefully Brandon is only here on vacation and I don't have to worry about seeing him again.