"What are you wearing?" He laughed
I looked down at my "don't hate me it turns me on" white cropped shirt. It's one of my favorites. "You're one to talk. One of yours says "warning. Choking hazard" with an arrow that points to your dick"
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I woke up groaning, my body sore from the previous night. I rustled around in my latest boyfriend's sheets.
I opened my eyes and noticed that Alex was no longer in bed. I reached over to grab my phone and checked the time.
"Shit" I muttered to myself, realizing it was already 9 o'clock. I slid off the most comfortable mattress I had ever slept on and scrambled to gather my scattered clothes around the room.
After I got dressed, I rushed downstairs and found Alex in his kitchen. He's a really great guy, and on top of that, he's handsome and his family has plenty of money. Plus, he's amazing in bed.
"Hey, look who's finally up," he said, noticing me walking towards him. "Good news, my parents' trip is going to run longer than expected, which means I get the house all to myself for a few more days." He wrapped his arms around my waist.
"That's great," I said kissing him. "I have to go to work." I frowned playfully.
"I still don't get how you work in a bar," he said letting go of me and leaning against his kitchen island.
I just shrugged "Eh, the owner's like 100 years old, and as far as he's concerned, I'm 21"
"Maybe you should bring me back something and we can have a little party, just the two of us" he smirked. "Do you want me to drive you?"
"Are you sure you're not too good to drive little ole me around?" I pouted.
"Never" he pecked my lips, before heading to the front door and grabbing his keys. He turned back to me "you Comin?"
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Alex pulled up outside the Alibi. He gave me a quick peck on the lips before I got out and he drove away.
When I walked in, I noticed that it was a lot more people in here than usual.
"Why's it so crowded in here?" I asked Kev as I walked behind the bar.
He grabbed the back of my head, kissing my forehead "Bunch've layoffs at the Crysler plant"
I walked over to the corner of the bar and leaned down to grab a rag as the worst person imaginable walked through the door.
"Kevin, did you miss me dear? A beer and a bump, and... Billy, you have one? Have one" Frank exclaimed, sitting in his usual chair.
I rolled my eyes "Get out Frank"
"A pen Mr. Beerkeep. It is disability day." Frank declared.
Kev chuckled "Disability people haven't caught up with you yet? I thought they had some guy following you around with a camera"
"They can follow me around all they want to, but they have to actually catch me doing something." Frank aggressively wrote on the check. He sat up looking around "What with the crowd?"
