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says Toni, a wide shouldered brunette with the most delicate voice. She is Alex’s roommate, so I’ve been told. I wonder if it’s only a room sharing situation between them, given Alex’s constant small gestures toward her “roomie.”
    “I’m going anyway, I need to stretch my legs.” I add a thin smile to my words, sending a stay-back warning glare to the guy that eyes me as if he is about to dry hump my leg.
    “Don’t take long,” says Mr. Horny, sending me what I believe he might think is his best production of a sexy smile. I inwardly shudder.
    As I make my way through a maze of tables toward the bar, a handsome, hard-jawed guy, clad in a badass leather Jacket, rewards me with a smile after a blatant top to toe scan. He sends his hand to a black device that’s peeping from his ear and says something, ending it with a devilish grin. He throws his head back laughing next. Not a beat passes and his demeanour turns severe. I just shrug and move on.
    Some alone time is needed, I think to myself as I take a seat on a stool by the bar. I send my original table a peek, waiting to be served. They are a bunch of cool people. Alex, Toni, J.D., who’s apparently a semi-famous comics illustrator, and Paul, which took me a few moments to make sense of his connection to the artsy gang. With him being the ultimate nerdy programmer type, by look and nature. Nonetheless, he somehow just fits in. I like him, Paul, he is quiet and polite and intriguingly clever. He is one of those guys who just knows everything, but shows it in a humble way. My eyes jolt back once Sir Creepy catches my stare.
    I tap my fingers on the hard surface. A disturbing thought nestles in my mind. I might have totally sent to hell the opportunity I’ve been given at the dance studio. The look in Mrs. Perry’s eyes plays in my head and I cringe. I might have taken it a bit too far, letting loose like that in front of the girls and the parents. My chest presses just enough to signal for my gut to clench. Not only do I really want the job, I’m counting on it. I can’t afford losing it. I have some money set aside for emergencies, but that’s exactly what it is, emergency dough. Especially with the indulgent apartment I’ve rented. The only thing I swore I wouldn’t cut back on, and I didn’t. God, I’m so screwed if I let this job slip through my fingers.
    “Another Talisker?” asks the attractive blonde server with the impressive showcase under her tight black tee. I frown, wasn’t the other bartender serving me before? How would she know what I ordered? She tilts her head to the side, gifting me with an urging smile.
    “Um, no thanks. Just ice water, please.” She nods. I can’t unglue my stare from the word Jake’s splattered between the two small peaks her nipples form under the tight shirt. Guess she’d need a Brinks truck to take her tips home. Sliding my drink toward me, Spiky runs her eyes quite openly over me, smiles a little secretive smile, and shifts her stare to the other side of the bar. Mine follow suit. Reaching the point her attention was drawn to, my eyes land on my G.I. Joe. “ My …” I inwardly roll my eyes.
    I get the chance to thoroughly study him as I watch him talk to a real life Tinkerbell. Reeves is handsome in a non-beautiful way. Beautiful constitutes delicacy and flawlessness, even features, but he got none of that. He is attractive in a raw, somewhat fierce, masculine kind of way. Hard, square jaw, sharp planes, high, bristled cheekbones, but it’s his smouldering eyes that hold the warning, sexy vibe he exudes. I gaze at them both; his companion appears ridiculously fragile with him towering more than a head above her. It seems as if he might be scolding her. His eyes, some indistinct cyan shade I hadn’t gotten the chance to validate yet, glare at her with a rare blend of irritation and gentleness. She nods, hugging herself, gently rocking back and forth on her pink Mary Jane’s while returning his