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clean clothes I head back to the library and grab my seat in the back. So I don’t tempt fate and take the chance of being late for work, I set the alarm on my phone, making sure I put it on vibrate. I settle back in my comfortable chair and crack open my book, looking forward to losing myself in the fictional world of love and make believe.
Chapter Six
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W hen I walk into the bar ten minutes before five there are more people than there was yesterday when I left at five. Considering it’s Friday I would expect no less. There are several people seated at the bar and a few more at the tables. Three guys are over at the pool tables drinking beer and having a merry ole time ribbing each other about their latest shots.
I look to the bar and see Mia standing there talking to one of the customers. She acknowledges me with a chin lift and I head in her direction. Lifting the partition, I place my jacket and purse underneath the counter. Turning, I make my way towards Mia as I pull my hair into a ponytail.
Tonight she’s wearing a black tube top that shows off her small pert breasts. The bottom portion of her top flows loose around her waist. Her jeans are well worn but hug her slim hips. There are several holes in the material. On her feet is a pair of black leather biker boots.
She looks completely comfortable with her body. Not afraid to show it off but also not flaunting it. She gives off a vibe that says I’m confident in my looks. Unlike me with my loose jeans, green v-neck t-shirt, and sneakers. Plain. Nondescript. Nothing special. These clothes work for me though because they allow me to hide the parts of my physical being that I want no one to notice.
Mia is still standing in front of the customer, talking when I walk up. The customer notices me first, eyes briefly landing on my scar, and smiles.
“Well, hello there, gorgeous. Never seen you in these parts before. You new in town?” He asks.
He’s wearing a gray and blue button up plaid shirt. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows that are resting on the bar. His dark brown hair is shaggy and a touch too long. Although he has kind green eyes, I look to him wearily.
“Yes, I’ve only been here a few days,” I answer him.
“Names Mac, and what might you be called?”
“Bailey.”
“It’s very nice to meet you, Bailey. You plan on staying in Jaded Hollow long?” He picks up his beer that’s resting on the bar and takes a healthy swig.
No. It’s too dangerous. I don’t say that though. Too many questions would be asked. Questions that I can’t answer. Instead, I say, “Um...I haven’t quite decided yet.”
“Well, if you need someone to show you around town then I’m your guy. You just let me know.” He gives me a wink.
Before I could become too uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation is going Mia steps in and saves the day. “Oh, stop harassing the wait staff, Mac. She doesn’t need or want your flirty ways hounding her.”
“Hey, I was just being friendly to the new girl in town. No harm in that.” He gives off a wounded look, but his eyes give away his amusement.
Mia narrows her eyes at Mac and says, “There most definitely will be harm if you run her off, you asshat. But the harm won’t be on her part, it’ll be on yours. You get me?”
“Yeah, yeah, I got you, Mia. Cool your feathers, would ya. And get me another beer woman!” He says this after downing the last of his beer. My eyes become bigger and bigger and dart between the two while they stand there and bicker at each other.
Mia’s eyes become even smaller slits. I can tell that Mac really enjoys riling her up and is doing it on purpose. Mia props her hands on her tiny waist and cocks a hip.
“Listen here, dick-face, I may be small but believe me, I can come up with numerous ways to hurt you. Now, be a good little boy and ask nicely for your beer or get the hell out of my bar. And leave the waitresses alone.”
They glare at
Chapter Six
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W hen I walk into the bar ten minutes before five there are more people than there was yesterday when I left at five. Considering it’s Friday I would expect no less. There are several people seated at the bar and a few more at the tables. Three guys are over at the pool tables drinking beer and having a merry ole time ribbing each other about their latest shots.
I look to the bar and see Mia standing there talking to one of the customers. She acknowledges me with a chin lift and I head in her direction. Lifting the partition, I place my jacket and purse underneath the counter. Turning, I make my way towards Mia as I pull my hair into a ponytail.
Tonight she’s wearing a black tube top that shows off her small pert breasts. The bottom portion of her top flows loose around her waist. Her jeans are well worn but hug her slim hips. There are several holes in the material. On her feet is a pair of black leather biker boots.
She looks completely comfortable with her body. Not afraid to show it off but also not flaunting it. She gives off a vibe that says I’m confident in my looks. Unlike me with my loose jeans, green v-neck t-shirt, and sneakers. Plain. Nondescript. Nothing special. These clothes work for me though because they allow me to hide the parts of my physical being that I want no one to notice.
Mia is still standing in front of the customer, talking when I walk up. The customer notices me first, eyes briefly landing on my scar, and smiles.
“Well, hello there, gorgeous. Never seen you in these parts before. You new in town?” He asks.
He’s wearing a gray and blue button up plaid shirt. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows that are resting on the bar. His dark brown hair is shaggy and a touch too long. Although he has kind green eyes, I look to him wearily.
“Yes, I’ve only been here a few days,” I answer him.
“Names Mac, and what might you be called?”
“Bailey.”
“It’s very nice to meet you, Bailey. You plan on staying in Jaded Hollow long?” He picks up his beer that’s resting on the bar and takes a healthy swig.
No. It’s too dangerous. I don’t say that though. Too many questions would be asked. Questions that I can’t answer. Instead, I say, “Um...I haven’t quite decided yet.”
“Well, if you need someone to show you around town then I’m your guy. You just let me know.” He gives me a wink.
Before I could become too uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation is going Mia steps in and saves the day. “Oh, stop harassing the wait staff, Mac. She doesn’t need or want your flirty ways hounding her.”
“Hey, I was just being friendly to the new girl in town. No harm in that.” He gives off a wounded look, but his eyes give away his amusement.
Mia narrows her eyes at Mac and says, “There most definitely will be harm if you run her off, you asshat. But the harm won’t be on her part, it’ll be on yours. You get me?”
“Yeah, yeah, I got you, Mia. Cool your feathers, would ya. And get me another beer woman!” He says this after downing the last of his beer. My eyes become bigger and bigger and dart between the two while they stand there and bicker at each other.
Mia’s eyes become even smaller slits. I can tell that Mac really enjoys riling her up and is doing it on purpose. Mia props her hands on her tiny waist and cocks a hip.
“Listen here, dick-face, I may be small but believe me, I can come up with numerous ways to hurt you. Now, be a good little boy and ask nicely for your beer or get the hell out of my bar. And leave the waitresses alone.”
They glare at
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