glance down at my worn jeans and pink sweater. "I'm not there quite yet. Maybe when I get a promotion, I can do that."
"You have to get away from that asshole." She spits the words out with obvious disdain.
"What asshole?" I don't want to get in another argument with her about Nathan. It's the same song and dance every time. She'll tell me that he's just using me as his temporary fuck toy and I'll tell her I think she's wrong.
"Drew."
"Drew?" I'm surprised when that name jumps from her lips.
"You need to quit that place." She grabs hold of my forearm. "He can fuck up your career. You know that he can."
I wish I hadn't confided in her about what he was doing to me. She was fiercely loyal and if she thought anyone was fucking over someone she loved, she's fight tooth and nail to protect them. She did it with me when I was with Josh, and now with Nathan too. Since I've planted Drew squarely on her bad side, he was in the line of fire, just like the rest of them.
"I should go over there and give him a piece of my mind right now." She stomps her foot as if she's about to storm out of the pub, go to the restaurant and wring Drew's neck.
"At least wait until his shift is over," I joke. I motion for the waitress again but she throws me a hurried glance and I can tell she's got way too much to handle.
Rebecca's hand flies past my face at break neck speed. "His shift is over. The low life is right there."
I peer through the crowd to steal a profile view of Drew sitting at another table. He's talking animatedly to someone else. He's got a tall glass of beer in his palm. "I should go over there and dump that over his head." The mental image of that alone is enough to satisfy me but Rebecca now has a seed planted in her mind that's going to be hard to weed out.
"Do it, Jess. Just fucking do it." She's pushing my arm, almost knocking me from my chair.
"I can't." I shake my head. "He'll get me fired."
"It'll be so worth it."
"I'll get us a couple more drinks." Or her a drink and me another sparkling water.
"Be quick when you dump it over his head and then run. Kick your heels off if you have to." She nudges me in the side. "I'll grab them on my way out." She takes a quick glance at my worn heels. "Or not. You can borrow a pair of mine."
I shake my head in laughter as I launch into the crowd. I push my way past a few people before I realize that Drew's eyes are locked onto my face. He's raised his brow as if to taunt me. We're not standing inside Axel NY. He's not my superior in this moment. How much would it really hurt if I marched up to him and told him to fuck off?
His eyes don't leave mine as I steadily walk closer and closer to his table. I can see his mouth moving. He's talking to whoever he's with but his attention doesn't divert from me. The soft hum of the noise in the room mutes out his voice until I'm just mere inches away. I walk right up behind the dark haired man he's sitting with.
"I owed you the drinks." Drew rakes his eyes over my body, settling on my sheer sweater and the pink bra that's poking past the neckline. "I bet she couldn't get enough."
"She was so hungry for it." The voice of the man sitting in front of me, with his back to me, sounds so familiar.
"I can't believe you got her in your bed before me. When we saw her in the line at the club that night I thought I'd taste her first." Drew cocks a brow as if to challenge me to say something.
"Jessica always wanted me. I won fair and square when I fucked that sweet, little body for the first time."
I close my eyes.
I feel the air leave my lungs as I tap Nathan softly on his shoulder.
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