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with a group of guys.
    There were a couple tables who were still sitting without menu’s, so I grabbed a few, and made my way to them. Gary ran back and forth at the bar that was two people deep. When I finished up with my tables, I headed behind the bar to help out.
    “Thank you so much,” Gary said, as I started filling glasses and taking money.
    “Why isn’t Jaxon helping tonight?” I asked, still wondering why he was hiding away upstairs.
    Gary held his hands out. “No idea.” 
    I continued to help Gary behind the bar, and wait my tables. Once Tara stopped flirting with the table of guys, she ran trays like a mad woman. If I hadn’t had waitressing down before, I definitely had it figured out by the end of the night.
    Tara collapsed onto one of the barstools, and rested her arm and head on the bar. “Gary,” she said, holding her hand up. “A shot.”
    “The usual?” he asked, holding up a bottle of Fireball.
    “Yes, please.”
    Gary walked over with a stack of shot glasses. “You in?” Gary asked, nodding his head at me.
    “Of course she’s in. Get over here, skinny bitch. Deck, get your cute ass out here,” she yelled. 
    I laughed, and sat down beside her. Gary placed a shot glass in front of me, and filled it up. Declan came out of the back, looking beat, a glimmer of sweat on his forehead. He wiped his face with a rag, and Tara held up the shot glass.
    “You read my mind,” Declan said, as he leaned against the bar, taking a glass from Gary.
    We all held our shot glasses up. “Welcome to the craziness, Lyla,” Tara said. With a clink of our glasses, I felt like my initiation into their group was finalized. We downed the shot, and my body trembled at the burn sliding down my throat.
    “Holy crap, that’s hot,” I said, waving a hand at my mouth.
    Tara drummed her hands on the bar. “It’s a good burn.” 
    I laughed. “If you say so.” I exchanged my shot glass for a glass of water.
    Declan leaned into Tara, wrapping his arm around her. “You okay?”
    She rested her head on his shoulder, and smiled. “I am now.” He kissed her forehead, and ran a hand down her arm, pulling her closer.
    I looked down at my shorter skirt and lower cut shirt that I purposely wore to torture Jaxon, and he wasn’t anywhere to be found.
    “Did Jaxon come down at all?” I asked Gary.
    “Haven’t seen him. Which is strange. He usually doesn’t trust me down here alone.”
    “Well, he should. You kicked ass tonight.”
    Gary’s entire face lit up. “Thank you!” He had an extra bounce in his step as he put the bottle of Fireball away.   
    I slid from my stool. “I’m going to see if Jaxon is still in his office before I leave.”
    “Let him know I left him a plate,” Declan called over his shoulder.
    Tara waved. “See you later, Lyla.”
    I waved back, saying goodbye to everyone, before making my way to the stairs. I took the refinished wood steps one at a time. The door at the top was ajar, and I lightly knocked as I pushed it open. Jaxon looked up, wearing a pair of metal rimmed glasses that made him look like a hot accountant ready to take me on his desk.
    A bottle of Jack and a rock glass sat to his side, and it hadn’t looked as if he sipped it since he poured it.
    “Lyla,” he said, taking his glasses off, and rubbing his eyes. They were bloodshot and tired. He must’ve been up here all night, staring at the stack of papers on his desk.
    I rested my back against the door. “Sorry to barge in, but we’re getting ready to head out. Declan wanted you to know he left you a plate on the side.”
    “What time is it?” Jaxon asked, turning his watch to him. “Oh, fuck. I didn’t realize how late it was.”
    “What have you been doing up here?” I asked, moving closer to his desk.
    He leaned back in his chair, and put his hands behind his head, causing his t-shirt to pull tight against his muscles. “Paperwork. I got a little behind this month, and I was just trying to get