Chapter Three

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"I guess I win." He smirks. I try to crawl out from underneath him but he sits on my waist pinning me down. He starts to lean down and I slap him, instantly regretting it as he glares down at me.

"Get out." He hisses. I start to crawl to the front to get my phone but he grabs me. "I said, get out."

"But my phone." I whisper continuing to crawl forward. He tries to grab me again but I kick his chest and crawl to the backseat of his jeep and grab my phone from the passenger side. He rips open the door closest to me and pulls me out of the car. He closes the door and pins me between him and the car. Beginning to panic I do the first thing that comes to mind. Grabbing Brody's neck I press my lips to his. At first the kiss is soft and gentle, his hands instantly go to my hips and I feel him pressing into me. To get some payback I put my phone in my hoodie pocket and reach around to pull his out of his back pocket.

"Hmmm... Okay... No." He says separating from me. "Give it back."

I just smile innocently and start walking away. Speeding up some when I hear him behind me. I see Keith over on the track field and panic a little knowing he's probably seen most of what just happened.

"Gravy?" Brody asks looking over at Keith. I hadn't realized I'd stopped walking until my phone beeping took me out of my trance.

Too scared to check I mumble something about having to leave to Brody and hurry to my Jeep completely forgetting I have Brody's Phone. I fish my keys out of my pocket again and get in my Jeep. My phone is now ringing and I see Keith coming towards my car despite his coach yelling at him.

"Brody please, you have to go." I cry, panic filling my voice as Keith gets closer.

I pull my door closed as Keith gets even closer I lock the door so Brody can't get in. Brody hits my door yelling that I still have his phone. I look down and see his phone is next to mine in my lap. Keith is right behind Brody when I hurriedly turn the car on and pull out of the parking lot. My phone is ringing again and I look to see who it is. My bosses picture illuminates the screen and I sigh in relief, only to sigh in frustration.

"I need you to cover for misty. She's caught some bug and can't stop puking."

"Well hello to you too." I grumble. I currently worked at The Grill, and Tuesdays were one of my nights off, The weekends I worked days. The Grill was a rather cozy restaurant, well more like a lounge/chill type place, and it was so comfortable, they had a patio that had a high wall so you couldn't see into it and had a huge fire pit in the center surrounded by couches and a few tables were scattered around. The second level of the patio was a deck with a few tables as well. Inside was even more cozy. There was also a fire pit but in the upstairs there was a fire place. And in front of the fire place was a wraparound couch that closed itself in. so you had to crawl onto it to actually sit on it, pillows rested along it and it was surround by a few small tables for drinks and food, Jax hated when the couches got messy, to the right of that area was a normal black, wraparound couch that also had pillows and a table with some candles on it also a table for food and drinks. Jax always asked the girls to wear decent clothes. Such as dresses, skirts that sort of thing. But I always wore a black t-shirt and nice pants. He always threatened to fire me for my attire but never did.

"Gravy!" Jax yelled, "Have you heard a single word I've said?"

"Yeah I'll be there by six." I State flatly checking my rearview to see if Brody or Keith are following me. I'm in the clear and I sigh in relief.

"No I need you here A.S.A.P."

"You don't even open until five." I argue. Arragvated I pull into our garage and turn my car off.

"Fine, but I need to clean up and get changed. I'll be there as soon as I can." I say hanging up.

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