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“I won’t forget,” he called after me while I dodged a dozen sets of hands, all reaching out to grab my ass.
Men. Get a few drinks in them, and they forgot all their manners and home training. “Beers and shots are on the menu,” I reminded them all with a playful smile. “T&A is not, I’m pretty sure.”
“Should be,” one of them growled and bit into his burger. “Your tits look a lot more appetizing than this burger, and this fucker looks good.”
The table laughed at his joke, and I just smiled at the casual vulgarity.
“Be back in a sec with your drinks,” I promised and sauntered off, making the first left into the employee bathroom, where I upchucked the club sandwich I’d eaten earlier on my break.
The flu. It had to be the flu because my stomach was made of steel, and it took a lot for me to get sick. I worked almost every day at the pub and on my back and hadn’t been sick in four years, but now even the smell of coffee made me ill. I flushed the toilet and rinsed my mouth, taking a look at my pale face in the mirror, at the signs of exhaustion around my eyes and mouth, the dark circles under my eyes.
It could be exhaustion with everything I’d been doing. Between double shifts working Lucky Lopez and some late nights at the hospital with Sadie, I hadn’t been sleeping at all.
The door opened and then closed, but I ignored it since only employees were allowed in here. The people who came to Midnight Mass knew the deal. They knew who ran this place and knew not to fuck with the people who worked here.
“Ah, there you are, beautiful.” It was one of the reunion jerks, not the blond with the dimples, but his ugly, brown-haired friend.
I narrowed my eyes at the asswipe through the mirror and sighed. “This restroom is for employees only. Customer bathroom is further up the hall, on the right.”
“Oh, come on now, honey. Now isn’t the time to play hard to get. I saw that look you gave me when you waltzed off. It was a clear invite to follow.”
He took a step closer and slid a finger down my arm.
“Wrong, asshole. I don’t fuck limp dick motherfuckers in public bathrooms or anywhere else.”
I knew that look well, the illogical anger that came on like a flash flood.
“Oh, bitches like you think you’re so special, don’t you? A fucking waitress, and you think you’re too good for me. We’ll see.”
He stepped right up to me, close enough that I could see the storm clouds gather in his eyes. I knew he meant to harm me, to fuck me up good if given half a chance.
I pushed him away as hard as I could and stumbled on the uneven tile, giving him the perfect chance to grab me by the throat and push me up against the wall.
“Let. Go.”
“I don’t think so, bitch. We’re about to see if my dick is as limp as you think it is.” He ground his semi-hard cock against my hip, squeezing my throat as his other hand slid between my legs in search of my panties. “You got a tight cunt? I love a tight cunt that grips me hard while I fuck it.”
“You couldn’t handle this pussy,” I assured him with a dark smile. It wasn’t smart, taunting this asshole, but I didn’t back down, not anymore. I didn’t cower in corners or hide under the sheets like a scared little girl.
If he was going to fuck me up, he’d have a fight on his hands.
He reared his hand back and let it fall in a perfect arch, right across my face. “Bitch!”
His hand squeezed my throat even harder, enough to not just cut off my air but to cause black spots to form around the edges of my eyes.
“We could have done things the nice way. The easy way.”
I cried out at the backhand, feeling the sting from his knuckles immediately. My face throbbed while I squirmed away from his touch, a move made in vain as his fingers slid my panties to the side. The asshole was strong, though, rendering my efforts useless. I reached behind me, into the back pocket of my skirt, and produced a switchblade that I pressed right to his throat just as two fingers found their way into my pussy, down to the last knuckle.
“No!”
“This is already happening, bitch; might as well enjoy it.”
I pressed the blade a little harder because usually, that did the trick with assholes like this, but he wasn’t moved at all.
“Fuck. That.” I tried to close my legs, to kick him away, but he just laughed.
And laughed.
The bathroom door flew open, and both of our heads swiveled in that direction. My heart leaped at the sight of Jasper, big and angry and menacing. Ready to rescue me.
