i walk into the bar searching for kit, but shes nowhere to be seen
"god, theres alot of people" i mumble to myself. kits boyfriend, chase, owns the bar, so usually when we go out together, he makes sure kit and i have a private booth, which is located upstairs, and is a much more quiet space, than down here, where the music is playing so loudly i can feel the floor thumping in time with the beats.
im still looking around when a hand suddenly rests on my shoulder, i spin around, thinking that it might be chase, but instead i see a surly looking guy, who's hair is extremely greasy, eyes that suggests sex, and a breath that smells like beer and acid, i flinch away from his touch and his eyes narrow before his hands grab my hair and pull to the point of pain, i try to kick him, but he just doges and pulls my hair even tighter, im shouting, but no one can ever hear me over the sound of this music. my eyes are starting to prick with unshed tears, when suddenly the hold on my hair slackens, and he lets go completely, i blink and see that the man himself has also dissapeared,
"are you alright?" a deep voice says close to my ear and i jump, my hands flying out to shove the person whos talking away "woah there sugar, dont worry, im one of Chase's friends" he says, and i note that he has a little bit of an accent, french maybe?
"come with me, chase asked me to escort you to one of the private booths while he deals with the bas-" he clears his throat "the man who was out of line"
oh no, chase? chase is a really nice guy, but when it comes to protectiveness, i'll have to say that he goes a little bit overboard, hopefully the guy manages to get out before chase kills him.
we stop at the top of the stairs and i breathe a sigh of relief. i turn to the guy, and for the first time i look at him, like seriously look at him, and seriously? he's hot. his eyes are a piercing green colour that just makes me feel tingly all inside, and his mouth? seriously? do i need to say anymore? they're perfect. suddenly his lips turn into a grin and my eyes shoot up to his, shit, he noticed my staring. I blush and look away embarrassed
"oh dont worry princess, keep looking, I don't mind"
"shut up, and my name isn't princess, its andrea" i say trying to be annoyed with him for his term of endearment, but for some reason i cant, because the way he said it, it wasn't suggestive, but rather, a sweet kinda way
"whatever you say princess," his grin grows even wider. "im braden," he says and holds out his hand "nice to meet you...my prince" i say mockingly and bow to him. he smirks and i cant help the smile that forms on my lips
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CRAZY RISKY LOVE
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