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Rose’s feet hurt, and she smelled like stale beer. She stared down at her red top with dark brown stains all over it. Edward flopped down on the nearest bar stool. He was tired, and she was thankful he hadn’t yelled at her.
“I suck at this,” Rose said.
“Nah, well, yeah, you do suck. Practice will make perfect. I hope.”
She couldn’t help but chuckle at his frown. “I’ll do my best.”
The main bar was closed, and Rose saw Peter heading toward her. He was laughing.
“I hate to say this, honey, but your skills behind the bar need to be improved. Having said that, watching you was hilarious.” Peter rounded the bar, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” She circled her hands around his neck, pulling him close. “I stink.”
“You look gorgeous.” He fingered her shirt. “I was thinking about going back to the main part of the club. Will you come with me?”
Her heart raced. Staring up at Peter she saw the hope dancing in his eyes.
“I’d love to come with you.”
Peter smiled. “Edward, will you go on through to make sure everything is ready.”
“Sure.”
They were left alone. Running her hand up his side, she smiled as
she imagined him naked. Her pussy heated, wanting him alone all to herself.
“How was your first day of work?” he asked.
“It wasn’t like putting books on shelves.” She scrunched up her nose. “I’ll have to get better. I stink.”
He stroked her cheek. “You’ll always smell good to me.” Peter dropped his head, brushing her lips with his.
She moaned as his tongue plunged deep inside her.
“I could fuck you right here,” Peter said, resting his head on hers.
“Why don’t you?”
He slapped her ass.
Rose yelped, enjoying the slight burn from his touch.
“You’re a vixen. I’ve got something to show you.”
He took her hand, leading her toward the back of the club. She followed him through a set of doors that opened up into a large room.
The lights were turned low, and her heart stopped when she saw the small collection of people. She recognised Laura with Dean and Gabriel with Amy. William, Daisy, and Edward were also present.
“The Steers got the short straw. They’re babysitting the kids,” Peter said, whispering against her ear.
“Why is everyone here?”
“They’re here to witness something.”
“Rose,” Daisy said.