Chapter 8: Bartenders Are Pretty Hot

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I got outside and breathed a sigh of relief. I looked around and saw the sign for my favorite enemy. I made my way towards where the signs pointed. I will only get one drink before I leave town, for good.

I walked for five minutes getting closer and closer to freedom. The bar soon stood before me, big and trashy. My car in the parking lot surprisingly. After walking and the visit with my sister I had wasted most of the day, it was at least 6.

The moon would be out soon enough, looks like I'll probably be driving in the dark. I shook my head at the thought, 'that doesn't matter at the moment.' I stand up straighter and make way across the road and into the hole I've spent most of my time in for the past few years. I sit down and a bartender comes up to me.

"You can't be here, you were kicked out just last night. My manager will have my ass." He's cute, black shabby hair(really needs a cut) and grey piercing eyes. He seems like the kind of guy to be covered in tattoos, and wear black combat boots paired with a hot, fitting leather jacket. A rush of adrenaline nearly knocked me off my feet, the cause of it? Imaging him on a motorcycle and pulling off a helmet to reveal his silky raven hair.

"Hello? You have to leave, Naia here has your keys." His voice was kinda hot to, god why are bartenders hot. I look over to Naia, and she's basically the female version of him. Her hair it long, almost to the small of her back. Her eyes are different from the males, they were green and her face was softer, but she still looked like one of the punk kids, a hint of a tattoo kept flashing as she washed the counter to the left of me.

"I'm just here to get a drink, I won't pull anything." The sexy male made a sound in his throat, he opened his pretty mouth to say something but Naia cut him off.

"I'll tell him you didn't see him Jude, it'll be my ass he'll have. I don't drop glasses like you do." Her voice was like sweet candy. You want more of it. "So what do you want? Beer? Whiskey?"

"Beer is find, don't want to drive drunk." I said as a joke mostly because whenever I drive I'm drunk, I know, I know, I shouldn't drive when drunk I get it whatever.

"Names Naia, what's yours Raven boy? Or should I keep calling you Raven boy?" She popped the tab on the beer and set it down in front of me.

I looked down at my clothing, mostly black. Everything I wear is black, and my hair was byed jet black, but my dark chocolate roots were showing.

"Most people call me Leo, cause you know that's my name." A smile formed across the pretty girls lips, very very kissable lips at that.

"I like Raven boy better," The smile was more of a smirk now. "What brings you in here today? Girlfriend? Boyfriend? Family member in the hospital?" Naia continued cleaning hardly looking up, good thing I was busy staring at her arm trying to figure out what her tattoo was. I only saw the bottom, but to me they just looked like lines.

"Bit of all the above, I got kicked out of my apartment because of something I did. And my sister is in the hospital, went to visit her and my old roommate showed up. Now I just need a drink and my keys and to get out of here." I take a sip of the beer, and set it back down.

There was silence between the two of us, as she gets more orders. She gets the drinks down quickly, cleaning whatever mess the men and women would make. She was quite and quick, talking to a few about a family member and how they are doing. She moves around like she was in water and she was born to live there. It was so graceful. Someone tapping on my shoulder pulled me out of my thoughts.

"She's my roommate, so please if you go home with her please be quite, I have a morning shift tomorrow." The pretty boy said, his lips seemed so silky. His hair in his eyes, and a leather jacket around his broad shoulders. My god were these bartenders hot.

"Oh, um. I prefer guys mostly." I went to take a swig of my beer to hide my embrassment, but it was gone. Jude looked at me with a smirk on his lips, damn bartenders and smirks and being hot.

"Well Leo, sounds like I'm in luck then. I won't have to hear her moan." He winked at me and I felt my heart skip a beat. The way he said my name had made me want to just drop my pants then and there.

"Uh-" I was cut off by Naia.
"Jude, at least take him out first. Look at the poor thing. He's so red, give him some time." Jude looked at me, studying my face, I could tell my blue eyes were doing the icy color thing. The way his eyes stuck onto mine was all I needed to get out of that chair and walk up to him.

"I'll only go out with you if you let me take my car, I refuse to be stranded at another persons home." Naia chuckled and Jude held out his hand.

"Come on Raven boy, we'll take your car."

I let the smirk come across my mouth, and a flash of hunger fluttered across Jude's eyes.

We walk together to the car, I couldn't help but stare at how well the leather jacket hugged his torso. The way his hair slowly moved into his eyes and he'd push it back. He looked insanely hot, I felt like I was going to melt right there.

We slid into my junky car, he was in the driver seat. His arms how the way the were made him seem as if he should be in a big truck, not a junky car.

"So Raven boy where do you wanna go huh?" He threw the car into gear, and we shot out of the parking lot. Dangerous, hot.

"What do you like to do?" I look over at him.

"I like riding my bike, and um that's bout it." We both chuckle.

"What about you?" He flashed a sexy smile. 

"Well, I like to get drunk, and sex is pretty ni-." 

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