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speaks.
    “I did. I do. Hannah, this shit is complicated. What we did to you.” Shaking my head, I put my finger over his lips to hush him.
    “It’s the past. You were wrong about one thing though, Alan.” His vile nasty tongue sweeps across my finger before sucking it into his mouth.
    Forcing myself to moan slightly, he seems pleased.
    “What was I wrong about, Hannah?” Pulling my finger from his mouth, it pops. How sexual would that be in any other situation?
    “Me. You said I wouldn’t have wanted you, but the truth is, I always have. You were the bad boy, the one all the girls wanted. That included me. I never thought you would want me back.” Within seconds, Alan has my body pinned against the bar, his lips on my neck.
    The light sucks should turn me on, but all they are doing is making me sick.
    Stay strong, Hannah. You can do this.
    I chant that line over and over in my head. The end prize of seeing him dead is well worth the vomit.
    “You wanted me? No one wanted me. They all wanted Brian.” Growling against my neck, he bites down to make his point.
    The pain is masked by the thrill of the hunt. He is my prey now.
    “Not me. Brian was too into himself. I wanted someone to be into me, like you were.” Turning the tables, I slowly lick my way down his neck before sucking his flesh into my mouth.
    His hand knots in my hair as he shoves my face closer to his body.
    Grazing my teeth along his neck, I can feel him shudder. He’s enjoying this, just like I knew he would.
    “Brian can’t know. He can never know.” Lifting me in his arms he sets me on the bar. His hands travel down my sides before stopping between my legs.
    As much as I don’t want to do this to Drew, I know I have to. I have to be the town whore just like I am called.
    Alan’s finger grazes over my panties as I arch into his touch.
    As none pleasing as this is, I have to make it believable.
    “I want to suck every last drop out of you, Hannah.” His lips saying my name almost make me cringe.
    Alan’s head drops down before he shoves me back slightly on the bar. His fingers tease the side of my panties before he slides them to the side.
    Swallowing hard, I will the vomit to stay where it is, and not ruin this for me.
    His finger slides inside of me before I groan.
    His lips quickly follow as his tongue darts out and slide between the wetness.
    As soon as he begins to suck at my clit, we hear the door.

            
                                    Chapter 38
    Alan pulls back in a hurry before pulling me off the bar. He quickly turns to the rows of bottles behind me as I start stacking glasses.
    Brian wanders in a few seconds later as I let out a sigh of relief.
    “I heard about your mom. I’m sorry.” The words coming out of Brian’s mouth shake me. He’s never been sorry for a damn thing in his life, but he is now ?
    “I appreciate that.” With a quick nod, I turn back to the glasses.
    One by one I stack them on top of each other and set up for the night.
    “Alan, we need to talk.” Glancing up, I can see his eyes on me the whole time. I wonder if he knew what we were doing. Or if Robby has already talked to him?
    No, he would have been on me if that was the case.
    Breaking the little stare down we were having, Alan walks out to the front.
    I watch the two as they make their way to the farthest table from the bar.
    I don’t really care what they’re talking about. Phase two of the plan seems to be playing out perfectly in my book.
    Grabbing the bottle of Jack, I pour myself a glass. Trying to look busy is easy around here.
    The first of our nightly customers wander in ordering up the usual.
    As the night drags on, the one person I don’t see, is Robby.
    I don’t know if that’s a good sign or not, but something in my bones tells me to be leery.
    “How’s the tips tonight?” Brian’s voice startles me as he slaps a hand across my ass.
    “About the same.” His smile would be