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“Hey, Damien,” Eddie says, wiping down the bar surface.
“Hey, Eddie you did a fantastic job tonight.”
“It wasn’t me. By the way, thanks for hiring Shayne. We would’ve been screwed if it wasn’t for her. She’s the fastest bartender I’ve ever seen.” The other three bartenders smile shaking their heads in agreement.
Shayne smiles at him, “You guys were good. I was just better.” She sends me a wink, making my cock jump in my pants at her playful gesture. The guys chuckle at her joke, but none of them argue with her, which lets me know what she’s saying is true. Or, they all want to fuck her.
And that thought right there pisses me the fuck off.
Jesus. What’s wrong with me?
I hide the pang of jealousy well, smiling for a second before stepping behind the bar with them.
The other bartenders leave, slapping my back, leaving Eddie and Shayne to finish cleaning and putting everything back in order. Ignoring Shayne proves harder than I thought. She’s talking to Eddie about customers she encountered tonight, and they’re comparing observations. She’s so laid back behind the bar it’s fascinating to watch.
Clara comes out from the back leaning on Ben. Her face is soft with a big smile. It looks like my little sister-in-law has had a tiny bit too much to drink.
“Damien that was so good.”
“All the guys are gone. The back is cleaned up and locked,” Ben says, holding onto Clara so she doesn’t sink to the floor.
Axel comes out from the VIP rooms with Emma. Emma has almost the same look as Clara. When I cock a brow at her, Emma starts to giggle. Jealousy hits me again, but this time it has nothing to do with my newest sexy bartender. No, it has everything to do with the fact that my brothers have found something I thought I didn’t want.
“It seems you two had fun tonight.”
“It was all Shayne’s fault,” Clara says, smiling with Emma.
“My fault? It’s not my fault that you two are lightweights.” Shayne shakes her head at them.
“Those lemondrops didn’t even taste like there was alcohol in them,” Emma adds as she drops down into a seat.
“I need food,” Clara says, plopping down next to Emma.
“Yes. You’re a genius. Food is exactly what we need.” Emma puts her head on Clara’s shoulder. “Axel, you have dad duty tomorrow with Felicity. I’m sleeping in. If you need help call Shayne since it’s her fault.”
Axel laughs as he pulls Emma up off the chair. “Come on lightweights, let’s get you some food. And Shayne, don’t worry I can deal with the monster without any help.”
“Eddie, Shayne, come on we’re buying. You two are the only ones that are still here. You deserve to be fed.” Ben puts his arm around Clara as they head toward the door.
“I’m out of here. I have a date.” Eddie washes his hands before grabbing his stuff.
“What about you, Shayne?” Clara asks, her body in an almost liquid state against Ben. “Never mind, you’re coming. I’m not taking no for an answer.”
Shayne tries to ignore me, but she can’t. I can’t even begin to comprehend how much that fact turns me on.
“I think I’m just going to head home.” She glances at me, and then back at Clara so fast, if I wasn’t looking for it I would’ve missed it. Too bad I was looking for it.
“Nope, you got us in this situation. So, get your pretty ass moving.” Emma laughs.
“You can ride with me.” I don’t know why I just blurted out these words, but everyone kind of just stares at me.
“Um, I’ll just follow you guys. There’s no reason for me to ride with you.” She smiles and we all leave the club after locking up.
My brothers are too busy herding their soon-to-be wives to their SUVs to pay attention to the moment building between Shayne and me. I nod at her, and climb into my Range Rover and slam the door.
She doesn’t want to ride with me? Fine. I don’t need her in this SUV again, remembering what happened just last night.
We all pull into the parking lot of the late-night diner like a caravan of hungry patrons. Well, that’s exactly what we are.
I open the door for Shayne, and maneuver myself into a seat next to her, unable to stop smiling when I see her scowl. “How was your night?” I ask her.
“It was awful.”
I stare at her. Her scowl is replaced with a devious smile.
“How so?” My dick pushes against my zipper as I watch her smile widen. I have to stop myself from throwing her over my shoulder and fucking her senseless in the back of my SUV.
Again.
“Well, to be honest the bar was extremely disorganized. For someone so controlling, you have none when it comes to your bar. It was in a sad state. You should be grateful I decided to stay and get it set up the right way, or your opening night would’ve been a mess.”
