14. Come With Me

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Avery's POV

After another long 5 hours, my shift was finally over. The bar only had a few people finishing their drinks while the rest of the staff were packing and cleaning.

I followed the rest of the girls towards the dressing room, letting out a yawn as I grabbed the makeup wipes off my table. There were only a few girls in the changing rooms, all of them just as tired as I was.

"What the fuck?!" Zo screamed, causing the girls to snap their heads in our direction. She grabbed my face, tilting it to the side as she looked at me in shock.

"Is that a fucking hickey?!" I froze, turning my head slightly to have a better look in the mirror. Sure enough, on my neck, there was a small, red love bite. I blushed furiously as I tried to hide it with my hand. I had completely forgotten that that was there.

"Who the fuck marked you, Avery?! Why didn't you tell me something like this happened?!" Zo screeched, pulling out a chair to sit in front of me. A few girls giggled and started whispering amongst each other, making me lower my head.

"It just...happened?" I looked back at Zo, my eyes pleading with her to lower her voice as Leslie walked in.

"What do you mean it just happened?!" She looked at me with wide eyes but kept her voice quiet, "How does something like this just happen? Who did this?"

"It's okay, I'm okay trust me." I continued to wipe my makeup off. How do I explain to her that Vince did this to me? Should I even tell her?

"Last bus ladies! Let's go!" Tomasso's voice boomed from outside the door. I smiled shyly at Zo and wiped the rest of my makeup off before grabbing her hand as I stood up.

"I don't want to talk about it okay? Let's go before the bus leaves." She sighed, letting me drag her outside the bar and back into the alleyway. Just like Tommy had said, the bus was already outside waiting for the rest of the workers to hop on.

Before we could even step onto the bus, Zo turned her head to the side. She let out a gasp and slammed her hand over her mouth before looking me up and down knowingly.

"It was Vince wasn't it?" At the sound of his name, Leslie whipped her head around, glaring at me as I inaudibly gulped.

As if on cue, the sound of his engine erupted in a loud roar that echoed throughout the alleyway, gaining everyone's attention. I turned my head around as he pulled up on that damn motorbike, while Zo put her hands on her hips and muttered "That fucker."

He turned the engine off and removed his helmet, a smirk plastered across his face as he looked at me. The rest of the girls that were already on the bus, had their faces pressed up against the window, all of them watching us curiously.

"I did say I was going to take you home, no?" He walked up to me, handing me his jacket. "Put it on, you'll get sick if you just wear that."

I looked over at Zo, not knowing what to do, but her attention was fixated  on Vince. She folded her arms across her chest and shook her head at him disapprovingly.

"Should I put it on for you?" He ignored Zo's gaze completely, raising an eyebrow at me challengingly. "Hm?"

I shook my head and put on his suit jacket, letting it cover me completely. Instantly, his scent filled my nose and I couldn't help but sigh a little in content. Though we had just started to get closer, the more I smelt his cologne, the more intoxicating it became. I could be drunk on his scent alone, it was that addicting.

He bent down slightly, strapping his helmet onto my head, securing the buckle so that it wasn't so loose on me. He grabbed my hand, gently tugging me away from Zo and further towards his bike.

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