“Yeah baby, we’re fine.” Willow pulls him into her arms. “Are you okay?” she asks, searching his eyes.
“I’m fine. Nothing I haven’t dealt with before.” Jude gives her a reassuring smile.
“You were amazing up there,” I tell Jude, stepping close to kiss him on the cheek.
“Thanks.” He bites his lip. “You two were amazing down there.”
Willow looks my way with heated eyes and I can feel my cheeks grow warm.
“I’m sorry that happened,” Atlas tells Jude. “I’ve never seen them before. They must be just passing through or new to town. But they won’t be back again.”
Jude nods, letting Atlas kiss his temple.
“I’m going to bring him home. Did you want to come with me?” Willow asks me.
I look up at Atlas. I want to say yes, a sleepover sounds amazing but I need to talk to him.
“I’ve got to work in the morning. I’m going to get Atlas to drive me home. I’ve been drinking.”
“Okay,” Willow nods, leaning in to press a kiss to my lips. “Be safe. Call if you need us, okay?”
“I will,” I smile softly.
The two of them leave and Atlas and I head to his office.
“Something tells me those two are going to become an issue, Atlas,” I say, starting to pace in his office.
“I’ll keep an eye on them. They won’t be back in the club. I promise.”
“I don’t like them. They give me bad vibes,” I shiver, trying to get the layer of ick off me.
“Hey.” Atlas gently grabs my shoulders, stopping my pacing. “If it comes to it, we’ll deal with it, okay?”
“Okay.”
I hope this was just two drunk assholes making a mistake, not something that will become a bigger issue.
By the time I’m done at work for the night, I’m exhausted.
“Hey,” Silva says when I groan, putting my forehead on the bar top as exhaustion takes over me. “Why don’t you take a few days off? You work too hard and you deserve it.”
I want to argue, and before, I might have. But honestly, I could use more time off work. Having time to spend with Willow and the guys has been nice. Even if it’s just hanging around The Rusty Pipe.
“Are you sure?” I lift my head.
“Yes,” she chuckles. “We have some people coming in for interviews tomorrow. I think a few extra hands around here are needed. Also makes it so we have more time for our packs and not just working our lives away,” she grins.
“Packs,” I murmur. “So weird to say.”
“I know, right?” she says. “But, life is good.”
“It is,” I grin.
“I’m happy for you.” She wiggles her brows. “Don’t think I haven’t seen your admirers in here.”
“Thanks,” I laugh. “They’re pretty amazing.”
“Do they know?” she asks, raising a brow.
