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Post by Lexi Blair on Aug 9, 2009 12:19:29 GMT -5
Lexi almost couldn't hide her excitement as she surveyed the bar and then grinned at the staff. Ben Tayler had resigned his position as head bartender after the blond had sold the Cats Meow in Oklahoma and readily taken up the oppurtunity to manage WICKED for them here in New Orleans. Although Ben was a mere human, he still was aware of the supernatural side and there was no one Lexi or Erik trusted more when they were not around. Rumor had it that Tyrese GlaDour would be joining them too but so far she hadn't seen hide nor hair of him.
Taking a deep breath, the pretty new mother glanced once more in the mirror behind the bar and took in her appearance. Today marked the six week point of her son's birth and she had to say she was looking good for just having a baby. It helped that she hadn't put on any weight hardly with Sebastian and had lost what little she had in the course of the last month of running up and down stairs and being awake most nights with the tiny infant. Although Betsy would have loved to get up with him, Lexi had insisted on doing it herself so that the bond between mother and child was solid.
Now, taking in the crimson colored halter dress, the young woman was so glad she'd worked her butt off the last month.. Literally. The pregnancy had made her a bit more curvy but that only seemed to accent her deep beauty when she laughed and joked with everyone. With hair falling softly about her, she couldn't wait to get a glimpse of her husbands face since she hadn't been able to dress sexily for him in quiet some time. Tonight would be a grand unveiling of more than one kind, she thought wickedly to herself.
Turning to her bouncers, she gave everyone their last minute instructions and then sent them off to their places. The bar gleamed spotless with 3 seperate floors dividing up the place and bars on every level. The dance floor was a wooden work of air and a live stage sat on the east wall where everyone could hear them well. The upper VIP section was roped off but Lexi knew that Erik would have a list of people allowed up there. Those tables were for very special patrons to avoid the crush of ground zero.
Finally, deciding everything was ready, she gave the signal and watched as the bouncers unlocked the door where a crowd already waited to get in. Smiling in satisfaction, Lexi watched the first party goers enter and head for the bar.
Oh yes... Tonight was going to be WICKED.
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Post by max on Aug 9, 2009 20:12:10 GMT -5
Max was starting to believe he would never be able to hang down the phone. Mel, Nick and their mother were complaining that they didn’t get to see the new family member yet. Even little Lydia was complaining that she wanted to see her new cousin. Max didn’t want to make a trip for New York just yet because he didn’t want to stress Sebastian, he was still too young to be taking long trips. His family however was just waiting on Nicholas to close a major deal to get them all down to New Orleans for a visit, he should warn Lexi that they may have company soon.
Thinking about his wife, he gazed at his watch and realized he was already running late for the opening of the new club and so he stepped out of the car. He was already on the parking lot, but he was having a hard time to manage to put his cell phone down.
Closing the car door, he adjusted his dark tailored suit and hurried inside. There weren’t many cars in the parking lot so he couldn’t be that late. Lexi had come in advance, so he was just about to join her. This place seemed even more impressive than the Cat’s Meow was back in Oklahoma and with Lexi and Erik directing it, he had no doubt it would be a major success.
Stepping through the front doors, his eyes wandered before widening slightly at the sight of the blond goddess in the crimson dress and that very sight caused his jaw to drop. He knew his wife was the sexiest woman in the world, but this was highly unfair.
Walking up to her, he slipped his arms around her and pulled her into a fiery kiss before speaking into a hushed whisper in her ears. “Love, this is unfair. Seeing you like this…all I want to do is to steal you away so we can be alone and I can show you how much I love you.”
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Post by war on Aug 9, 2009 20:35:36 GMT -5
Wicked.
It seemed the kind of club a demon might like to visit. Warren and the rest of the band were staying in New Orleans, they just performed in a show some time ago and Warren himself was looking for a place to live in the city. So when Marissa heard that a club was opening, she had called him and told him to meet her in the others there. They hadn’t quite set a time frame, the message on the hotel was just a vague ‘meet us there tonight.’
It appeared it was still early, there didn’t seem to be many people around, but he could already hear the music coming from inside. He didn’t know who was playing it, but whoever it was, the band was definitively good, very good.
As he got closer, he took in the place and it was impressive. The kind of place he would enjoy to spend hours just drinking and chatting away if they kept up with the music like they were doing.
Wearing a grey shirt underneath his black leather jacket along with leather pants and sturdy black boots, the devil smiled as he walked inside the club. The first thing he saw was a hot looking blonde with a dark haired guy by her side and hoped all the girls inside looked as good as her.
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Post by julian on Aug 9, 2009 20:52:07 GMT -5
Met the hottest blonde dancer he had ever seen for drinks in the new club everyone in town was talking about? Yeah, it sounded like a good idea. Not something that he would pass up, even if he had no idea about what was going on between him and said dancer. Jules had never had a relationship that lasted more than one night and he wasn’t in a hurry to label what he had with Sibeal.
For a moment he watched people going in and out of the club, looked like they would have a full house on their opening night, and so he decided to wait for his date… company, outside. Truth be told, he wasn’t able to stop thinking about that one night they spent together, and the funny thing was…instead of running for the hills, he was actually looking forward to seeing her tonight.
Leaning against the wall, he let the music coming from inside distract him while he waited for her to show up.
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Post by Simi James on Aug 9, 2009 21:17:55 GMT -5
Casting one last look in her rearview mirror, Sibeal Montgomery exited her sleek silver Audi and made her way towards the club entrance. Wearing a black mini skirt with a sexy blue halter top, the dancer knew she was looking good and gave the bouncer a wide smile as she approached. Her long blond hair was half pulled back but fell in silky waves down her back and a set of high heels showed off her dancers legs to perfection.
When the man grinned at her and gave her an appreciative once over, she laughed and then stepped inside as he moved out of the way. A quick wink at him assured him of her gratefulness and she started gracefully through the crowd. Her eyes scanned the club for Julian but she was so petite that she couldn't see over the mass of heads. Frowning delicately, the dancer moved towards the bar and finally found a semi clear space where she could order a drink and look around. As she did so, she heard a voice nearby whispering to a friend that he thought he recongized her and sighed. Hoping he didn't approach her, Sibeal order a jack on the rocks but then sensed the man beside her. Glancing sideways, she saw the expression on his face and arched a brow.
"Hey.. aren't you that blond dancer from over at the Wolfs Den? Are you here alone? Can I buy you a drink?"
Inwardly sighing, Sibeal pasted on a smile and turned to answer him.
"Yes.. I am but I'm afraid I'm meeting someone here tonight... and I've already bought my drink so..."
Grinning madly, the man tried to press closer.
"I'll keep you company until your friend arrives. It would be shame for a woman like yourself to be all alone."
Starting to get uneasy with the drift his thoughts were taking, Sibeal tried to step back. As she did so, she caught the mental image of what he wanted to do and it made her sick. This was one of the big reasons she didn't go out much.
"I'm sorry.... I just saw who i'm looking for..."
Hoping to get away peacefully the blond was turning away when his hand snaked out and grabbed her arm.
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Post by julian on Aug 9, 2009 22:05:38 GMT -5
After a few more moments of staring people walking in and out the club, Julian checked his watch again. She was running a little late and he wasn’t the type of guy to wait for a girl…still there he was, waiting for her to show up. It was a fact that he couldn’t stop thinking about kissing those lips of her.
Gazing around, he finally spotted silver Audi on the parking lot and sighed. He recognized the vehicle from the time Sibeal invited him for dinner at her place. Was she already inside? The dark haired hunter shook his head and made his way inside in search for the blonde dancer that had been constantly in his thoughts.
Just as he figured, the place was packed. If that crowd was any indication of what laid in store for the place, it was going to be a success. He hoped he could have even half as many customers in his gym as this place had.
It took a while before he spotted the sculptural form of the blonde near the bar and a smile appeared on his features. She looked amazing, the kind of woman capable of drawing any straight man attention…in fact, looked like she had already drawn the attention of one. Watching him grab her arm and the disgusted look on her face, Julian felt his blood boil. He knew she could read minds, so if she was with a look like that on her face, that guy surely wasn’t being a gentleman in his head.
Even so that Jules felt that he had no right to be jealous, he was. The idea of another man touching her, especially someone unwanted, more so after what she had told him in that night they spent together was enough to get him furious. Rushing towards the blonde, he was quick on grabbing the man’s wrist and twisting it so he would let her go before pushing the guy against the counter.
“Let her go”, he said through gritted teeth. Without even thinking he readied to throw his fist at the guy, but one of the bouncers steeped closer and placed a hand on his shoulder.
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Jo Jordan ★
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Hunter Hard rockin, hard hitting wife of Curse Jordan and mother of twins, Jo is her husbands whole world and also the terror of his existance. One of these days, hes seriously going to lock her up if strange things dont stop happening with her
Formerly Jo Harvelle till she went to Vegas that one time.
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Post by Jo Jordan ★ on Aug 9, 2009 22:18:31 GMT -5
JoJo drove up to the club and pulled into the parking lot in the 2009 Dodge Charger that had mostly been sitting in the garage for the last couple months since they had bought it. Curse's truck was what they had used mostly for transportation but now that he was gone she didn't like to drive it. It was too much of a reminder for her. It was HIS truck. So now she was driving the black Charger they had bought for her right after they had moved into the house. The Dodge dealer had loved them buying two brand new vehicles and paying for them both up front.
As she parked the car she sat for a few minutes and collected herself. It seemed she had to do that a lot lately. Not only did she seem to be getting bigger on a daily basis now but since Curse had left she was feeling lonely and at loose ends. She knew she was probably blowing it out of proportion. It's not like other wives didn't have to deal with their husbands going away sometimes, but they hadn't been away from each other like this before. The baby hormones weren't helping either. Most of her time had been spent at home the last few days. Just puttering around the house trying to get through the days. But, she had to come tonight. I was the grand opening of Lexi's club. She had to come and it would be good for her to get out of the house.
Taking a deep breath she stepped out of the car. Dressed in a simple dark blue flowy dress that went to her knees and flat sandals she was sure she wasn't going to fit in with the rest of the club goers. Being just about six months pregnant with twins wasn't going to let her just blend in anyway so she figured it didn't matter what she wore. Clicking the alarm and door lock on she walked the short way from the parking lot to the front door of the club. There was a line forming already but the man at the door had seen her and waved her over to him. "Are you Jo?" He asked her and she nodded in return. He smiled and opened the door for her and let her in. Thanking him she waved and walked inside.
The place was amazing inside. Jo had seen some of the beginning stages, coming to look at it with Lexi, but the final version Lexi had wanted to keep as a surprise for the big unveiling that was tonight's grand opening. Jo was impressed. She scanned the room taking it in and then moved toward the main bar on the first floor. There were already quite a few people here and she wasn't sure where Lexi or anyone else she knew were at right now. Lexi was probably busy for sure on opening night.
Taking a seat on one of the barstools she looked up to see the bartender had come over. Trying to give the bartender a bit of a smile she ordered a bottle of water. She had a small purse with her, hooked over her shoulder. Pulling out a few bills she paid for the water and turned so she could lean her back against the bar. Sipping her water she surveyed the crowd that was already forming on the dance floor.
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Post by treb on Aug 9, 2009 22:20:53 GMT -5
Wicked was opening tonight. The Treb hadn't planned on attending, in fact he normally he would have avoided such events. His Tiger heritage had him feeling more comfortable as a solitary than a social creature.
However yesterday Erik had cornered him as he brought in the the last shipment of plates, reminding Treb that since he had carried most of the supplies into the club, he needed to see how they were put to use. The Tiger was pretty sure the Wolf had known he wouldn't have shown up on his own. It hadn't been an order, but apparently when Erik asked, others willingly complied, including reluctant Tigers.
Treb found a small table in one of the darker corners; ordered a Scotch when the waitress stopped to find out what he wanted; and leaned back to watch the festivities.
Dressed in a dark slacks, topped by a dark-grey and blue-grey vertical striped shirt, Treb was nearly the color of his Tiger Form, and therefor almost blended with the darkness around him.
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Syria DeDarko
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Post by Syria DeDarko on Aug 9, 2009 22:53:38 GMT -5
Syria was nervous. Well, that was actually a bit of an understatement. She was very nervous. Right now, she was in the middle of an 'undercover' operation, and already she's run into someone who could very well blow that cover. So while she was already six feet deep in the hole, she might as well dig a few more feet and make herself comfortable.
As such, the next logical step was to go and visit Lexi. She knew with Max close by, that his beautiful wife had to be right behind him. It didn't take much research to find her after all. Apparently after selling off her last club, the Cat's Meow (where Syria had acted as a temporary bartender), Lexi had moved her, and teamed up with another partner to open up Wicked.
With a slow yet confident stride, Syria strode into the club, her hand fixed firmly on her hip. Her sharp eyes scanned the club, and right near the center, she caught sight of just the two she was looking for.
Putting on her best smile, Syria made her way through the crowd lithely, notably turning a few heads as she passed though the crowds. "So how's my favorite little blond witch doing these days?" she slid in as she walked up to the couple. At the same time, she flashed a warm smile toward Max.
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Post by konada on Aug 9, 2009 23:34:39 GMT -5
The whole town was talking about the opening of the new club WICKED. Konada had first heard about it while she was in the Silver Bullet. It seemed that Jo and one of the co-owners of the club were good friends and neighbors.
The second time she had heard about it was when she got a call from Ed. She had been a little confused as to who he was until he had reminded her he was one of the Paramedics on the day of her accident. When she had asked how he had gotten the number he had hemed and hawed a bit before admitting that he had pulled it off the transport sheet.
Konada had laughed, she couldn't help it, the guy was just too exuberant to be annoyed with. He had asked her to go with him to the Opening. However she had turned him down with a nice generic reason, but he claimed it wasn't a good enough reason and he had teased her into finally admitting that she wasn't interested in him romantically. He started acting hurt and upset, but it was so outrageously funny the way he was acting that she knew he couldn't possible be that upset. Laughing at the man antics she finally agreed to go with him, on the condition that he knew they were only going as friends not as a romantic couple. She had even made him promise to invite William to join them.
He had picked her up exactly on the dot of when he said he would arrive, William had not been with him and had told Konada that Will had made his own plans for the night. 'Ed did know that she really wasn't interested didn't he? He had agreed?' Konada gave him a skeptic look, but let the doubts slide. She would worry if he started getting out of line until then she had to believe him, and she planned on having fun tonight.
The Trainer broke training tonight, her hair was pulled up in a soft topknot of feather soft curls that cascaded down the back of her neck like a bubbling waterfall; small silver diamonds danced on her ears; a matching necklace sat at her throat; while another matching piece adorned her left wrist; she was dressed in a capped sleeve off the shoulder sweetheart's blouse the color of English Lavender with a slight shimmer of lighter violet and trimmed in white lace tucked into a three tiered denim skirt with white lace peeking out from underneath which hit her at mid-calf; and strapped white heels that set off her long legs.
She entered on Ed's arm feeling very feminine and confident in her looks. Tonight she was pretty and knew it. She allowed her escort to lead her to one of the tables near the dance floor.
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Post by will on Aug 10, 2009 7:24:05 GMT -5
((Ok, I will be NPC'ing Ed on this account since he is accompanying Konada))
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Dressed in a white dress shirt and black pants and shoes, Ed believed himself to be presentable. He had even shaved…ok, shaved a day or so ago. Still it wasn’t something he would usually do, but when a drop dead gorgeous girl agrees to go out in a date with him, he believed it was his duty to look his best. So ok, it wasn’t precisely a date. She had made it clear that she wasn’t interested in a romance with him and after this night if she still thought that way he would be happy to be her friend.
The paramedic believed himself to be an acquired taste after all, for all his quirk playfulness, he was a great guy and his humor was part of his charm, capable of conquering a girl’s heart…at least that was what the last girl he dated used to say. And sure, he had promised to bring Will with him, but thing was, William would be glaring at him right now for dragging him to play the wingman and would rather be somewhere else. So he decided to skip asking his friend to come along and do both of them a favor. Will should be very grateful for having such a good friend, shouldn’t he?
With a big grin on his lips as he guided Konada to a table near the dance floor, he let his eyes wander about before pulling a chair for her to seat in his best chivalrous fashion. “Allow me, milady.” He said with a playful smirk and took a seat next to her after she was comfortable on her chair. “May I ask us a drink?” he asked her. “And if you allow me to say so in a purely friendly sort of way, you do look astonishing tonight.”
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Post by erik on Aug 10, 2009 14:29:57 GMT -5
The place was hopping and the wolf in Erik was on full alert. Dressed in black leather pants, a black t-shirt and boots, he made a figure that most men would hesitate to cross while still being casual enough to fit in with the crowd. His long blond hair was caught in a leather tie at the base of his neck and the wicked looking torque he always wore around his neck seemed to glitter when the light hit it. Being Celtic in design, many a scholar would have been in heaven to examine the golden emblem as it was a mark of his station as an ancient warlord. In fact, it was so much a part of him that Erik couldnt remember a time in his life that he hadn't worn it and would have killed if anyone had tried to take it. Being opening night, the handsome wolf had had some business to see to before he could indulge in his first love... Music. Tempermental with the stupid demands of people, Erik had frightened more than one more messenger with his growls. Lexi had caught the drift of his feelings and shooed him off with an affection shake of her head once it became clear that the mundane side of things was about to drive him insane. His band, Sanctuary, had set up earlier in the day and last minute tune ups were performed before he ever made it to the stage. Once the doors had opened, Erik had joined the guys and loosened up with a drink of whiskey as he eyed the crowd and gave directions for the music they would be playing that evening. It was shortly after 9 in the evening when the band finally took the stage and Erik, himself, moved to the mic. From his position on the high stage, he could oversee the party goers and he easily found Lexi and Max at the bar along with a beautiful brunette woman he'd seen a few weeks back. A wicked grin settled over his face as he greeted the patrons and asked if they were ready to rock and roll. When a resounding "YES" rocked the house, the blond shapeshifter gave his band a signal and a heavy beat began to make the walls tremble around them. There was something so compelling about the music that it was almost..... magical when the first lyrics rang out. It was a song by one of his favorite bands, Nickelback. "Well, it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tightI've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit meOh, that shit makes me bat shit crazyWe've got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out
We're going off tonight to kick out every light Take anything that we want, drink everything in sight We're going till the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground tonight."
We're screaming like demons, swinging from the ceiling I got a fist full of fifties, tequila just hit me Oh, we got no class, no taste, no shirt, and shit faced We got it lined up, shot down, firing back straight crown
We're going off tonight to kick out every light Take anything that we want, drink everything in sight We're going till the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground tonight
Ticking like a time bomb, drinking till the night's gone Well, get you hands off of this glass, last call my ass Well, no chain, no lock, and this train won't stop We got no friend, no doubt, all in balls out
We're going off tonight to kick out every light Take anything that we want, drink everything in sight We're going till the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground tonight
We're going off tonight to kick out every light Take anything that we want, drink everything in sight We're going till the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground tonight"
As the final notes rang out, the band was greeted by wild applause and Erik grinned as he nodded to them. For the next half hour or so, they kept the club well entertained with various popular music and the wolf was on a fine high by the time he stepped down from the stage for a break.
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Post by Lexi Blair on Aug 10, 2009 14:54:46 GMT -5
Lexi had just shoved Erik off towards the stage when a strong pair of arms encircled her and she found herself being kissed silly by the sexiest man in New Orleans... her husband. Her laugh twinkled out over the crowd as she leaned against him and smiled wickedly up at him.
“Love, this is unfair. Seeing you like this…all I want to do is to steal you away so we can be alone and I can show you how much I love you.”
Reaching up, the lovely blond made as how of straightening his collar and then leaned up to kiss him again. Wrapping her arm around his neck, she rested casually against him as she took in his appearance.
"You aren't looking so bad yourself, handsome. Your still the sexiest thing I've ever seen and put all these boys to shame." she said huskily. "Almost like old times, huh? Hard to believe we've come a full circle from being lovers to parents of the cutest dang infant in the world, isn't it?"
Then, glancing around the club, she continued.
"Things are going well. I think this is going to be even better than the Cats Meow. Having Erik for a partner will free up my time and allow me to come and go as I need..."
For a few minutes after that, the couple simply enjoyed the flow of the music and chatted with a few patrons. Then, suddenly, Lexi saw a familiar face and smiled as the brunette gave her a hug.
"Hey there, Lady. Max said he thought he'd seen you... You need to come by the house while your here." she told Syria. "THere is someone who's been asking an awful lot of questions about you...."
Turning to the bar, Lexi ordered them all a drink and was just handing them out when a very pregnant blond stepped up to the bar. Smiling a bit, she excused herself and then went over to slip an arm through Jo's.
"Ok, no sitting alone tonight! Come on over here.. Max and I are by the bar. We were just thinking of heading up to the VIP section and setting at a quieter table where there isnt so much hussle."
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Jessie Coulter ♬
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Hunter The YOUNGER Coulter twin who's hell on wheels. She's feisty and she's beautiful, but beware boys: she's got a devilish Winchester hot on her heels, and he's not taking 'no' for an answer!
Shes a rebel, shes a saint. Shes the salt of the earth and she is dangerous!
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Post by Jessie Coulter ♬ on Aug 10, 2009 15:34:10 GMT -5
Jessie was breaking all the rules tonight. Although still a bit battered from the vampire fight a few nights before, the huntress had none the less gone out with Sibeal and found the sexiest, most daring dress she could feel comfortable wearing and spent extra time on her hair and makeup. The little black dress now on her curvy body gave her a sultry, sexy look and the black high heels she had borrowed from her friend made her legs look like they went on for miles. Beyond satisfied with the outcome of her trials, the young woman had waited for Dean to pick her up impatiently and was well awarded by the appreciation she'd seen in his eyes.
Smiling wickedly to herself, she'd sashayed over to the Impala and allowed him to assist her in for the ride over to Lexi Blairs new club, WICKED. Once at the club, Jessie was unsuprised to find a line already waiting to get in but she pulled Dean along behind her as she approached the bouncer and told him their names. Immediately, to her satisfaction, they were admitted while others were forced to wait outside.
"Dang... its good to know people in high places, isnt' it?" she teased Dean as they entered the club and took in the band on stage and the crowd that seemed to flow in all directions.
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Post by Simi James on Aug 10, 2009 18:40:15 GMT -5
Sibeal was just getting ready to blast the man for his actions when the need was taken away from her. Literally. One moment the dude was trying to manhandle her and the next, Julian had him against the bar and was looking like he wanted to take him apart piece by piece. Shaken and more than a little upset that her looked forward to evening was all ready starting off badly, the petite dancer saw the bouncer approach and lay a hand on the boxer's shoulder. As the man's eyes shot to her and then the jerk, he seemed to read the nature of the upset right and pulled Julian away.
"Is there a problem here, folks? I think we are all here to have a good time. A fight would certainly spoil that now wouldn't it?" the big man said easily before turning to her. "Miss, is this gentleman bothering you?"
Taking a deep breath, Sibeal glanced at the man and saw the snear he wore. It was obvious that he was going to be a problem so she nodded.
"Yes, sir. I'm afraid he is... He grabbed my arm and was refusing to let me leave when ... my friend here showed up. I'm afraid he doesn't take no for an answer very well."
Before the bouncer could respond, the man snarled.
"You sure don't seem so uppity when your shaking your cute little ass around a pole....Can't blame a man for taking you up on an invitation you give to any man who walks in that strip club down town."
Gasping, Sibeal felt her face drain and she stepped backwards. She couldn't believe this had turned out to be so out of control. When the bouncer sent her an apologetic look, she tried to swallow and then replied.
"That is work and not my personal life. If you can't understand the difference then your not worth my time to try to explain it."
Then, regally turning on her heel, she started to walk away.
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