The Sweetest Thing (Book 1) ✓

07 - Bitches everywhere

Emily

Dax was just parking his car when we saw the other men from the team gather around the building. One of them, Luke, came to my door, opened it, and helped me get out while Dax was dealing with Ace and his leash. The girl at the front of the bar was left speechless when she saw the men with me. She was just sitting there and gawking at them. What the hell? I mean, I understand her, they were all so good-looking and when they were all in one place - it was hard to decide who... I mean, where to look at. But it was so unprofessional just to stare and not react in any other way. Dax was pissed off by that, so he walked closer to her, Ace with him.

"Ma'am?"

"Oh my God, Officer! Is there any problem? Does someone call the police?" He was still in his uniform, without the belt and the weapons on him.

"Can we have a table for 7 and my dog?" The girl stared at him like she didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Um, what?"

"I said, table for 7 and a dog." Dax was getting more and more irritated with every second we stood at the front of the bar. Then the girl snapped from whatever she was thinking.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, sorry. Umm, right this way." She turned around and led us to a table, then quickly left. Then our waitress came, and she acted almost identical to the hostess. Thankfully, she was able to take our drinks order the first time and quickly walked away.

"Damn, boys, is every time, when you are all out, like this? Poor girls." Everyone looked at me confused.

"What do you mean by this?" Are they for real? I looked at every one of them and saw that they really didn't know what I was talking about.

"Well, Ollie, all of you are very handsome men, but when you are all together... It's hard for the surrounding women to function properly." They were still looking at me blankly, not understanding what I was saying. "Are you guys fishing for compliments? Okay, okay. I'll try to say it again. I'm sure every one of you had a moment when you saw a pretty girl and your brain was left blank. Or if not blanked, then you imagine all kind of stuff doing with her, right?" When I looked at each of them, they were all smirking. "So, imagine the same effect, but you see a bunch of handsome women in one place. How do you think your brain will function?"

"I'm sure my...brain," Cleo said, quickly raising his eyebrows a couple of times, showing me that he wasn't talking about his brain at all. "...will be very happy if that happens."

"Well, it's the same with women, but less obvious to the people around them."

"So, you are saying that all the surrounding women are having naughty thoughts about us?" Cleo started looking around like he wanted to see if I was saying the truth.

"Um, yeah, you can see the lust in the eyes of the braver ones and the uncomfortable blushing in the shy ones." Then everyone on the table started looking around, including me, to see the confirmation of my words. And lo and behold, half the women were licking their lips seductively while looking at the surrounding men. The other half was trying to take a quick peek. Then Cleo looked at me.

"Is that why you are blushing all the time? You, too, have naughty thoughts about us?" I felt my cheeks getting warmer. Fuck!

"What! No. Of course not! No naughty thoughts. Just...well, like I said... you are all very handsome, so sometimes it is hard to think straight." The other men on the table nodded understandably while still looking around. I dared a look at Dax and found his eyes on me. Shit! I'm sure my face was like a tomato by the time the waitress came with our drinks.

"So...um...for how long are you guys in the SWAT team? " I tried to shift the conversation to a safer place. Somewhere where I wasn't going to make a fool of me. Max was the one to answer.

"Me, Luke, Ralph, and Dax were the ones who founded it three years ago. Later, we've got Ollie, and last year, Cleo joined."

"Oh, wow, so you are quite new. How did you decide to create the team?"

"There were more and more stupid people doing stupid things out there, and the normal officer didn't know how to react. We've got a few bad cases, some injured police officers, so it became a necessity to have some men who knew how to react in a bad situation. All of us are from military backgrounds, so this thing is nothing new to us. We are still doing the job that any police officer is doing. We are patrolling, writing tickets, dealing with drunk people, and all that fun stuff, but when there's a dangerous situation, we are called in, whether we are on or off duty. The SWAT work is 24/7."

"There was one time when I was stopping a girl for speeding. She was doing all she could to 'distract me', showing me her tits, which honestly were nothing special." Cleo started talking, "and then I got the SWAT call, left her with a warning, because I'd got no time to write her the ticket, and took off faster than her. Then, somehow, I saw her post on the Internet about how she saw a police officer doing worse than her, driving recklessly with no lights or sirens, when she was stopped by him for going a little over the speed limit. I got so angry at her for telling bullshit stories, that I made it my mission to find her, have a legal right to a stop, then write her a ticket for every possible thing I could think of. Just two days later, I saw her almost in the exact same place. Stopped her, she started baring her tits again but made a dump mistake, because between them, she had a little baggie with white powder. Took her out of the car, searched her and the car, and found some more bags, some pills. In her trunk, there were a lot of bags with marijuana. I arrested her ass for owning illegal substances, selling drugs, having pills that were not prescribed to her, resisting arrest, and, of course, speeding. Bitch should've known not to make me angry. Now she'll have a few amazing years in prison."

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Don't make Cleo angry, noted." Then all the guys started telling stories about SWAT calls or some dumb stops they've made. It was fascinating listening to what they had to do every time they wore the uniforms, the police and the SWAT one. I was having a fantastic time. Couldn't remember the last time I laughed so much.

It was Luke's time to tell a story when I heard Ace, who was on the floor between me and Dax, start growling. I looked around, trying to see the reason for his behavior, but couldn't find anything. Then, at the next second, a tall blonde girl stopped next to me. I looked at her, but didn't recognize her. Maybe she was from the brave one, making the first step towards the hot men on the table. But when I looked at them, everyone was staring at her with pure hatred.

"Dax, can I talk with you?" She was looking between me and him with anger. Whoa, what the hell? Who was that girl, and why was everyone so against her? Even Ace was growling louder now, that she was so close to us.

"I have nothing to tell you and for sure don't have anything that I want to hear from you." I looked at Dax because I was shocked at the cold in his voice. His eyes showed absolutely no emotion. He was holing Ace by his collar, trying to calm him down, and didn't once look at the girl.

"Dax! I said that I wanted to talk with you! Stop playing with this stupid dog and talk with me!" Oh, no. She didn't say that, did she?

"Excuse me." I started talking, and her hateful eyes focused on me. "But we are having dinner right now. You can't just walk in here, talking like that and demanding whatever you want. And for sure you can't talk like that about a police officer."

"Who, the fuck, do you think you are? And I can talk whatever I want. Dax and I..."

"I was talking about Ace. He is a police officer. You can't just insult them whenever you feel like it." The men at the table all smirked at my response. Of course, I wasn't letting her tread Ace like that.

"Whatever. I just need to talk with Dax, don't care about the dog." Yeah, I can see that. I wondered what the connection was between her and Dax. Were they together at one point? Were they a couple now? I doubted it, if she didn't like Ace. They were always together, so...it must be something else.

"And I guess you have some problem with your hearing, because I clearly remember that he told you that he didn't want to talk with you, so, if you excuse us, we'd like to continue our dinner."

"Who do you think you are talking to, you bitch!" l felt Dax tense. "Fucking Dax doesn't give you the..."

"Okay, that's it, Rebecca." Dax stood up so quickly that I'd missed it. The next second, Ace's collar was in my hand and Dax was taking the woman outside the bar.

"Oh, wow. This girl is...something for sure." We all watched them from the windows. I saw Dax getting angrier with every word that Rebecca said. She was trying to touch him, smiling seductively. For every step she was making towards him, Dax was taking one back. It was obvious that he didn't want to be near her at all, but Becca didn't give up. "So, what's her problem?" I asked no one in particular. Max was the one who answered me.

"This is his ex-girlfriend, Rebecca, who can't understand what a break-up means."

"What do you mean?" Dax was with her? For real? I really couldn't imagine that.

"He broke up with her a few months ago. Couldn't deal with her crazy ass anymore, I guess. We were so happy that he got rid of her. She was making his life a living hell. They were together for... I think 2 years or something like that. She didn't like his job, didn't like that he'd just leave her alone when there was a SWAT call. Didn't like us, because we were trying to open his eyes and make him dump her. And she hated Ace, because Dax was dealing with him, instead of listening to her. I really didn't know why he was with her. She was an awful person...and I'm seeing that she didn't change much. He's saying that she wasn't like that at the beginning, but I don't know. He was a K-9 and a SWAT officer before they met. And she was hating that. I mean, if she hated his work, why the hell was she with him in the first place?"

Yeah, that was a good question that unfortunately only she knew the answer to. I looked through the window again and this time saw Dax very close to her face. At first, I thought that he was going to kiss her, but then the headlights of a car parked in front of them lighted up his face and I saw the hatred written all over his face. Oh, boy. I hope I'll never be on the other side of the look he was giving her. He was telling her something, then, without waiting for her response, walked into the bar.

***So, can Dax get some votes to calm him down?