One night clubbing MxM

Chapter 2 - Work for me

---Ian’s POV---

I laughed again when Louise was giving a play by play from Brandon’s expressions throughout the battle. Apparently, he hated to lose but in his haste to get more orders, he had barked and snapped at his costumers instead of giving them a good time, thus making them only pay for their drinks, without giving any tips.

“So, what are you going to ask from him?” Austin asked curiously as he sipped from his freshly made drink. After the whole battle, me, Austin and Louise had decided to go and sit down at a calmer spot, closer to the VIP section.

Leaning back in the leather chairs, I sighed in joy from the cool leather pressing against my hot back. Sagging down in the seat, I thought about Austin’s question before I snorted, “I don’t know yet. He hardly has anything I want.”

While saying that, my eyes scanned the crowd lazily. I was still annoyed with Brandon’s irritating behavior and I knew I was forced to see him again tonight, since he had to come over and hear what I wanted from him.

Faded blue eyes were staring at me from within the crowd, peaking my curiosity slightly. The intensity of that gaze made my body heat up the slightest and I caught a flash of brown-cropped hair hiding the intensity of the gaze before someone stepped in my line of sight.

I looked up with annoyance and my scowl only grew in intensity when I noticed it was Brandon hovering a step away from me. My gaze flitted over his body while I wondered why I ever picked this guy to be my boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend. I mean, was I drunk during the whole relationship?

He wasn’t that bad looking though; dark brown hair, almost black that was cut rather short, green eyes flaring under them and a slender yet muscled build. It wasn’t the outside that I hated, but the inside.

Brandon smirked at me and looked at my body in a heated gaze that forced shivers over me. Not of lust but of disgust; after what he did to me, I wasn’t surprised that I had forced my love life to a halt and focused on my job and home first.

“Come with me? I know what you want from me.” He purred suggestively, completely ignoring my friends as he kept eying me as if I was something to eat. Gritting my teeth, I slammed my glass on the table and shoved him out of my sight. “The only thing I need from you is to get the fack out of here sham.” I snarled in his ear when he grasped my shirt and pulled himself against my body.

Brandon looked up as if he wanted to say something but he was pushed of and away from me before he even opened his mouth. Austin turned back towards me after he had pushed my ex away and looked towards me.

“Need a little help?” I shook my head and growled under my breath, “More like a restraining order.” Before I made my way over to Brandon, grasped the scruff of his neck and dragged him towards the doors of the VIP section and exit. Once we arrived there, I released Brandon and glanced over his shoulder towards Mike, who was keeping a close eye on him.

Sadly, everyone knew what had transpired between Brandon and me and I didn’t want to recount it again and again every time I came to work. But the arsehole seemed to take great joy in shoving it in my face every time he spotted me.