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My eyes are scanning the oceanfront. The moon is trying to go down and the sun is soon to come up. I feel Natalia wrap her arm around me as she sits down next to me. A white sandy beach is hosting the sound of waves slowly creeping up toward us. The air is warm, and the night is ending. "What time is it?" I ask.

She slides her hand into the chair pocket. She slides her phone out and her eyes grow wide. "Almost five in the morning!" She quickly slides her phone back into the chair pocket. "I didn't realize it was that late..." She pauses and gives me a weird random look. "Or early! Depends on your preference."

I smile and slide my hand against her smooth leg. She is wearing nothing but a Bikini. After he and I enjoyed ourselves, I'd assume she'd be wearing nothing at this rate. "I don't think we are going to bed today. Which...in my line of work does happen from time to time." I think about last night and all the mishaps at the nightclub. "Are we sure we want to buy a nightclub in Florida? Like...that was a lot of problems that had occurred. I do not want to deal with that. I love my bar..." I pause. "If I ever get my bar back."

"Yeah..." She hesitates. Her lips are drawn back, and she is scrunching her nose. I can see it in her eyes. She knows something. She averts her eyes from me. "So...I tried finding out for myself what was going on with that. The day all of it went down. I wanted to pay someone to get it open back up. I spoke with a city person and saved a bunch of money...because they do not think it is opening anytime soon. Roger had so many violations that when it sold, the city illegally carried those violations to you. They found some random ass loophole. The only two bars in that town were shut down for a purpose."

I exhaled an angry deep breath. "Are you fucking kidding me! The dumbest thing about this is I had a feeling this was going to happen. I told myself something was wrong with all of this. They closed it down!" I can feel the anger brewing inside of me. I want to drive back home right now and knock the shit out of every city person there is. I know all of them and none of them have ever cared for me. "How am I going to get my bar back."

She holds her hands out. She has the cheesiest smile. "Buy the club and work through the issues. We have a crew that mostly will move here with us. We can sell the house and buy something around here. A new normal. I am serious babe! Jared would move. Derek seems like he wants to be around us so he may move. Rya and Gemma are the only ones questionable."

"No!" I interrupt. "Jack and Bill! We can't leave them!"

She is nodding. Her eyebrows are raised high, and I can see she agrees to disagree. She raises a hand to stop me from talking. "We already did. The bar is closed and we're considering buying this before the horrific events of last night." She turns her head and looks at the waves coming on shore. "As of now, even if we don't buy the club, there is no bar at home anymore."

I feel a slight skip in my heart as she says that. I cannot sit here and believe that I no longer have a bar back at home. I am going to try fighting before we give that place up. I own the building and I will be damned if they think they can just shut it down. My chest slightly burns from the feeling of losing something I have spent so much time in. I buried myself deep in work in that place. "No! I am not giving up that easily. I am fighting for my bar. If we fail, we go down swinging."

She slides her hand onto mine. She smiles and nods. "Whatever you want. I am here and am with you. Us against the world babe. No matter what happens I will go wherever you go. I have said it before. You are my home. I go where you go, and I do what you do. That is partly why I sold my business. My other business I can spend most of my time on my laptop taking care of."

I hear feet in the sand. I look over my shoulder and see Derek walking toward us. "Sorry ladies. I overheard part of your conversation. It is incredibly quiet this time of the morning. Yes, I would move here. And no, Lacey, there is a good chance you will never get that bar open again. I also had a good friend of mine help me deal with the city. Even for being who I am, they did not budge. Something is seriously wrong with that town and we both know this."

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