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  “Yes why?”

  “You Catholic?”

  “I’m Irish, of course I’m catholic.” He opened the SUV door for me and I got in.

  “It’ll never work out.” He slammed the door and I laughed.

  He walked back in the building and was gone for a couple minutes before he returned.

  “I’ll take you home.”

  “Two and a half more hours of work Mr. Steel.” I reminded him.

  “I’m going to the bar. I’m gonna get loaded and I’m gonna go home and fuck the luckiest girl in that place until she can’t speak. Then I’m gonna fuck her again.”

  I laughed. “Good, I wanna go so I can tell you why she’d be all wrong for you.”

  “Why would you want to do that? You’re going to get laid tomorrow. We’ve been working late every night this week and I need to get laid. You’re killing my game Taelyn.”

  “Oh come on, it’ll be fun. I go out with my brothers sometimes. I’ve even given them thumbs up and thumbs down signals based on the vibe I’m getting. I can help you out.”

  He laughed a dark malicious laugh.

  “Your Mom did hire me to keep you …”

  “Fine. Fine. I can have James come get you at midnight.”

  “Perfect.”

  ~

  We walked into a packed club and he grabbed my hand, “Stay close. Its ladies night, all the freaks are out.”

  “I’ve never been here before. The music’s good.”

  “Average,” He leaned in and yelled over the crowd. “Just a DJ. There are cooler places to go. Next week we’ll check some out.”

  “Sounds good. You feeling alright? You seem tense.”

  “Just ready for the weekend that’s all.”

  “Am I that hard to deal with?” I joked.

  “Huge pain in the ass.” He squeezed my hand and only then did I realize he was still holding it. I gave it a tug. “Um Xavier?”

  “Just till we get through the crowd to the bar. Wouldn’t want you to get lost or hurt while you’re still on the clock.”

  He pulled me behind him and grabbed my other hand and pulled me tight against him as he plowed through the people. Once at the bar he turned around, letting go of one hand. Someone bumped into me and pushed me into him.

  “Watch it asshole!” He said as he pulled me against him and looked down as I was looking up. “You alright?”

  I nodded. We were crammed against each other and it seemed a little weird. A little, but not completely.

  He turned us and pushed me back. “Have a seat.”

  I turned towards the bar and he set both hands on opposite sides of me caging me as he leaned over. “Two shots of tequila, a Johnny Walker on the rocks, double and?” He looked at me waiting for my reply.

  “Vodka and cranberry please.” I yelled to the bartender.

  “Keep a tab Tom?”

  “Sure thing.” The bartender walked away.

  “I don’t like tequila.” I yelled back to him.

  “You’ll need it.”

  “Why?” I laughed.

  “’Cause I’m gonna make you dance in about ten minutes.”

  ~

  Three shots and two drinks later and he was dragging me onto the dance floor and I was laughing.

  “I have pumps on!”

  “Say it again.” He bit his lower lip.

  “Pumps?”

  “Yeah say it.” He chuckled as he pulled me against him.

  “Pumps.” I laughed.

  “You’re fucking loaded Patrick.”

  “I’m Irish. I can handle my alcohol.” I put my hands on his shoulders.

  “Irish, you better move your hands a little lower or you’re gonna be in trouble.” He smirked.

  “Why?”

  “Hold, fast remember? I’m buzzing hard and my hands normally would’ve been hoisting your ass up by now. Fair warning.”

  I laughed and moved them down.

  “Much better. You were about to be impaled on the dance floor.”

  “You wouldn’t dare do that in public.”

  “I could carry your ass out of here so fast your head would spin.”

  “You are so cute Xavier.” I poked his chest.

  “Cute?”

  “Uh huh, like a little puppy dog.”

  “‘Irish’ you wouldn’t say things like that.”

  “‘Irish’ you’d take it as a compliment. I like you Xavier Steel.”

  He smiled at me. “How much do you like me?”

  “Right now a lot. But I’m a little tipsy. ‘Irish’ this room would stop spinning and ‘Irish’ that guy didn’t look so much like Daniel.”

  He looked over.

  “I think that is Harvey. We should go say hello.”

  “He’s not here! Not until tomorrow.”

  “Let’s go find out. You won’t try to take advantage of the guy if he’s not just because you’re drunk and he looks like your guy would you?”

  “You never know. I don’t drink a lot because I tend to get…”

  “‘Irish’ you wouldn’t finish that sentence Taelyn or I may not be able to control what I do to you.”

  We danced closer to the Daniel look alike. “It’s Daniel. It’s really him Xavier.

  “Go get your guy.”

  I walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned and nearly choked on his drink.

  “What are you doing here?” We both asked at the same time.

  “Are you drunk?” He gasped.

  “Maybe a wee bit.” I leaned in and kissed him.

  “Taelyn, public display?”

  “So?” I laughed and wrapped my arms around him tight. “I missed you.”

  He patted my back. “I missed you too. That’s why I came. I was waiting until after you were out of work. I hoped to surprise you.”

  “You did Daniel. You really did?” I felt like I was going to cry.

  He pulled me away from him. “Now would you care to share with me what you’re doing at a bar without me?”

  “I’m working. My boss Xavier,” I turned and saw Xavier dancing with a brunette. He was looking at me and I waved. He didn’t wave back. What he did was kiss the girl he was dancing with. His eyes were wide open watching me and Daniel as his hands moved down her body. I watched her put her hands on his obliques and he pulled away from her kiss. He smiled and waved. I looked at Daniel and he waved back.

  He finally closed his eyes and kissed the girl hard on the mouth. Her hands moved up to that spot that he warned me about and I watched as his hands traveled down to her ass. He lifted her up and I watched him walk out the emergency exit to what I assume was an alley.

  I looked at Daniel. “You wanna get out of here?”

  He was staring at the door Xavier had just exited. “No. I think I’d like to meet your boss first.”

  Chapter 7

  Hung over- X

  I went into the office to meet Gabe, and I was hung over as fuck.

  “Late night?” He laughed.

  “No, but scotch and tequila don’t mix well.”

  “No really?”

  “Nope. So walls go up next week?”

  “They do. You have any equipment yet?”

  “Nah, I’m waiting on a guy. He says he can get me some decent boards and recording equipment for a good price. I just need to give him a week or so. It’s all moving along though.”

  “Second hand equipment? Not the newest on the market?”

  “No. I have a budget man. I wanna be smart about this. No money coming in yet so I sure as hell don’t want to spend any more than I have to.”

  “X, look around, you have money now. Why not use it?”

  “That’s Steel money, not Xavier money.”

  “You’re a Steel man,” he patted my shoulder and laughed.

 
“I am. I know where I came from too. I’ll make my own way.”

  “You think your brothers didn’t?”

  “I didn’t say that. Jase went to school for business. Cyrus did the Navy thing. Zandor, well he found his way. I’m finding mine. It’s hard enough letting them pick up the tab here. Doesn’t seem right.”

  “Life is good man, enjoy it.” Gabe nodded and walked away.

  The elevator doors opened from behind me and Abe walked out as he was sending a text.

  “Welcome to the real world. What brings you down to hell man?”

  “Just checking in and bringing you Miss Patrick’s pay check.” He handed me an envelope.

  “Cool. I want receipts for all the money Steel puts into this so that when we fly I can pay it back.”

  “Unnecessary but that’s fine.” Abe looked around. “You’re sure about this? You want to be down here X, it’s dark and damp and…”

  There was a loud crashing sound and then a gust of cold air blew from the new hole in the building.

  I laughed, “Not dark anymore.”

  “And then there was light.” Abe chuckled.

  “It’s gonna be cool. You wait.”

  “I don’t doubt it. It’s also gonna be cold as hell down here.”

  “I think I’ll live. You go back up to your nice cushy office and I will call you when it’s warm enough for you to come back.”

  “Will Miss Patrick be too cold?”

  I huffed, “I doubt it. She’s with the Harvard boy. Apparently he decided to surprise her by coming into town last night instead of tonight. Saw him at a bar last night.”

  “You and she were at a bar?”

  “Work stuff Abe, chill out.”

  “You trying to bang her?”

  “No. I don’t fuck around with chicks who aren’t interested.”

  “But you’re being careful of who you bed?”

  I thought about last night and the chick in the alley. “I’m fine man.”

  “Just be careful.”

  I reached in my pocket and pulled out a cock sock, “Never leave home without it.”

  ~

  The wall went up fast. A little over half way up it was brick and then a huge window letting in much needed light. I decided to go get something to eat and stop by the home improvement store.

  I sat alone in the restaurant just a few blocks away from Steel. I was dog ass tired and it was only noon. I grabbed my phone and sent a text to Taelyn telling her to take the day off. She should spend it with her guy and that it was cold at the office. She didn’t reply.

  I have no clue why it pissed me off that she was probably in bed with that douche but it did. I needed to put some distance between her and I. Two weeks straight of spending more time than necessary wasn’t cool, not at all. I never hung out with chicks. Never talked about my life, past or future with them and I needed to nip that shit in the bud.

  It needed to be more professional, but I didn’t want that type of atmosphere for Forever Four either. Forever Four, what the fuck was I thinking when I sketched the logo? She saw it. I hadn’t even recognized it but she fucking saw it.

  I had no clue what I was gonna do because she was creeping in. I was kissing a girl last night while I looked at her. I wanted it to be her. I wanted her to get jealous, fucking jealous, like I was that she was hanging on that fucktard!

  ‘You drank the water,’ Ricco had laughed at me. It was funny shit too, unless it’s your dumb ass self being sucked in by the girl. And the most fucked up part of this was if I wanted to see where it led I couldn’t. Why? Because she was with Harvey, Dr. Douche, fucking Daniel.

  My phone rang in my pocket and I was hoping it was her. It wasn’t, it was Gabe Falcon.

  “What’s up Falcon?”

  “Don’t plan on coming back. The fucking window fell and smashed all over the fucking place. Because SOME IDIOT wasn’t paying attention to FUCKING detail!”

  I laughed knowing some poor son of a bitch was in trouble.

  “Not funny X. It’ll be three business days before another one comes in, it’s Friday and its fucking cold. We can still work in this shit but your, lady friend, probably won’t fair well.”

  “Lady Friend?”

  “Oh that’s right she’s an employee right.”

  “Yes!”

  “Man you need to get laid.”

  “Did last night.”

  “Maybe you where plugged into the wrong hole.”

  “Gabe?”

  “Yeah man?”

  “Go fuck yourself. Have a good weekend. And don’t call, send me a text.”

  I hung up and thumbed through my messages. Angel had sent one. Good she’d be tonight’s lay.

  There was another from Ricco.

  -Jessie G is playing in the city. Just left with a new piece. I think you should check him out. Meet me at eleven if you want. He’s one hell of a guitarist.

  Perfect, I could bang Angel, then go out and call it work. Maybe pick up something else while I’m there to fuck. I’d find the right hole to plug into tonight to wipe the thought of Taelyn right out of my head.

  I messaged Ricco back

  -Sounds perfect

  I dialed Taelyn to let her know what’s up. She and I would meet in the office on Monday.

  “Hello.”

  The fuck answered her phone.

  “Taelyn around?”

  “Who is this?”

  “Xavier Steel.”

  “She’s in the shower. Can I give her a message?”

  “This Daniel?”

  “Yes, who else would it be?”

  “No idea. Let her know she doesn’t have to work tonight. And that on Monday we’ll meet at the office.”

  “I will tell her. I’ll be joining my fiancée in the shower in a couple minutes.”

  “Good for you man.”

  “You know she’s not some whore you bang in the alley.”

  “Why is that any of my concern?”

  “I was wondering the same thing. Then she laughed at me when I asked her if you hit on her.”

  “Makes no sense but I’ll humor you. When did I hit on her?”

  “Watch yourself man.”

  “Are you for real? That girl loves you right?”

  “Sure does. Takes care of me very nicely too.”

  “Great. I don’t need to fuck a girl who is already fucking someone else. There is plenty of pussy out there.”

  “But you have to be careful about who you choose. That’s what Taelyn said in her drunken stupor last night. So if that’s a way of leading her into considering an affair with you, I’m gonna tell you, back off or you’ll be sorry.”

  “We all have to be careful Daniel. But I can assure you I’m not into planning who and when I fuck. And I’m certainly not into backing off if some stupid mother fucker tries to challenge me at something. You want to do that Daniel? Make this a game? Or do you want to listen to the fact that I am not into trying to bang some guy’s bitch!”

  “Not a challenge or a threat Steel. I’m telling you she is mine, step back.”

  “Don’t you have a shower to take man?” This guy was a fucking tool.

  “Yes. When I’m in her who do you think she’ll be thinking of?”

  “No idea man but if you’re doing it right it’ll be you she’s thinking about.”

  “Don’t you worry about how I do it.”

  Game on mother fucker.

  “When you get in the shower do me a favor. Turn her around facing the wall. Bend her over and see if you think that little cluster of freckles on her right inner thigh is shaped like an X. If it is give it a lick for me. Don’t stop there either. I bet she tastes good. Keep moving up and try it out. Then text me the details…”

  “You mother…”

  “Nice chat douche.”

  I hung up the pho
ne. Fuck him! And fuck her. Why was she telling him my business? What the fuck!

  I walked across the street and ordered a drink. One turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into more, many more.

  I ended up returning Angel’s text. She came to the bar, had a drink and she drove my vehicle to Cyrus’s place.

  I didn’t like the way things went down with Angel. She was asking where I had been hiding all week. I explained to her that I was busy. Never had to before and never would again. That hook up was done after tonight.

  I finger fucked her hot little cunt all the way there. I needed to get laid. Not just get laid I needed to fuck the life out of someone so I could shut this shit in my head off.

  I fucked her mouth first, then her pussy. And I fucked it again. She was passed out when I got out of the shower. So I had accomplished what I set out to do.

  I laid down and yanked at the blankets she was laying on top of and she opened her eyes. She moved under them and yes, I covered her up. I fell asleep and when I woke up it was nine thirty and she was gone. Thank God.

  I had an hour to get something to eat and head to the city.

  ~

  Jessie G was fantastic. He killed it on lead and base and his voice was gruff. Not poppy. I couldn’t wait to get our, MY, place up and running.

  I saw Ricco wave to someone and looked up.

  “What is she doing here?” I hissed at him.

  “She called the shop. Said you weren’t answering your phone and wanted to know if everything was alright. I told her to stop over tonight.”

  “Hey Ricco.” She slid in next to him. “This the guy?”

  “Good huh? Xavier seems real interested.”

  “That’s nice.” She smiled as she looked at her phone.

  I reached in my pocket checking to see if I had mine and I didn’t. Shit.

  “He plays base and lead.” Ricco told her.

  “Did anyone record it?” She asked Ricco.

  She was completely ignoring me.

  “What the fuck do you have to be pissed off about?” I snapped at her.

  She looked over and glared at me.

  “Fuck that. I am pissed at you!”

  “I’m going to grab some drinks.” Ricco slid out and smirked as he walked away.

  “Let’s keep this professional shall we Mr. Steel?” She hissed.

  “Sure thing Babe, how about confidentiality? You signed paperwork on that didn’t you Babe.”