Her name's Jesse,she works at a biker bar called 'Exhaust'.She thought it was a stupid name for a bar,but also fitting because her job exhausted her. She's 25 and has been working there since she was 19. She didn't want to work at a bar,thought she was better than that,but hey,it's better than turning tricks like her dear old mother. She's not tall,standing at about 5 ft 2 but makes up for the shortness by having a large chest and red hair,both of which she was blessed with naturally.
''Jesse,get your head outta your ass and get this man another beer.''Her boss demanded,breaking her out of her thoughts.
''Sorry Butch.''She said,but didn't have an ounce of sincerity in the apology.
''Hey Jesse,you're lookin' mighty purty this evenin'.''
''And you're drunk,Robbie.''She said and started wiping the bar down. Bikers are so fucking messy. Whiskey spilled everywhere,beer nuts all over the damn place.
''I'm not drunk!''He yelled and tried pushing her hair out of her face.
''Don't fucking touch me.''
''Aw whatsa matter huh?Scared you'll like it?''The creep questioned.
''I think she said not to fucking touch her.''A gruff,deep,raspy voice said.
''What are you gonna do about it?''
At that,the stranger picked the drunk up with his brute strength and proceeded to throw him out of the bar.
''Well,he won't bug you anymore.''He came back to the bar,wiping the dirt off his shoulders.
''Thanks. Here,have a beer on me.''She said and handed him a Bud.
''Thanks babe,I could use that.''He said and chugged it down. ''What's your name?''
''Jesse Reigns.''
''That's a porn star name if I ever heard one.''
''I can make you pay for that beer you know.''
''Sorry,it was a joke. I'm Dean,Dean Ambrose.''The guy smiled and reached his hand out,she shook it.
''It's nice to meet you Mr Ambrose. I've never seen you around here before.''
''I've from Cincinnati,I'm just passin' through. Figured I needed to get away from Ohio for a little while and I'd always wanted to visit Tennessee,it's a nice place.''
''It is. You ought to go to Nashville,it's just down the road,it's a lot of fun.''
''I just might do that.''He said and then there was a silence,aside from the other patrons and the loud music,of course. After a few minutes Dean spoke.
''He was right.''
''Huh?''
''That creep who said you were pretty,he wasn't lying. You are pretty.''
''And you're drunk already.''
''I am not,I've only had the one beer and it takes a hell of a lot more than one to make me drunk. I mean it,you're pretty.''
''Well,thanks.''She said sheepishly and looked down,her cheeks blushing.
''How long have you worked here?''
''Oh,about six years.''
''Fuckin' hell,six years?''
''Yep.''
''I wouldn't be able to work in a place like this that long.''
''Well it's better than being a hooker.I never did wanna fill my mom's shoes on that one.''
Dean sucked in air through his teeth. ''Your mom's a whore too,huh?Well it looks like we've got something in common.''He smiled.
''Jesse,some chick puked in the sink in the ladies room,need ya to clean it up.''
''Seriously,Butch?''
''Sorry darlin'.''He said and walked away.
Dean looked at her and thought she was better than that. Hell ,he'd only met her not ten minutes ago but thought it anyway.
''I'll be right back.''She said and grabbed a rag and a bottle of bleach.
''No.''
''Excuse me?''
''You're not gonna clean it up.''
''It's my job,Dean.''
''It doesn't have to be.''
''I would rather work here than suck dick for a living.I've got nothing else. I couldn't afford college and this is the only other place that would hire me.''
''Come with me.''
''Where?''
''Anywhere.''
''Dean,you're crazy.''As she said this a voice filled the bar and she cringed.
''Fuck,that's my mom.''
''My offer still stands. Let 's get out of here.''
''Fine,come on around the bar,we can get out the back way.''
Dean walked behind the bar and she led him through the kitchen to the back parking lot.
''What kinda bike do you ride?''
''Harley. So where do you wanna go?''
''I don't care.I'm just so glad to be out of that God forsaken bar.''
''How about my hotel?''
''Uh,I don't know.''
''Come on,Jesse.I won't try anything if you don't want me to.''He said and grabbed the lapels of her leather jacket,forcing eye contact. She stared into his icy blues,it was as if he was staring right into her soul. Her heart fluttered.
''Fine.''She managed to say.
They found Dean's bike and she sat behind him,wrapping her arms around him,noticing he was very muscular. They put their helmets on and drive away from the bar. She laid her head on his back and she could smell him. He smelled of whiskey,nicotine and expensive cologne. She lowered her arms down to his abs and could feel his six pack through his plain black tee shirt and felt a twinge between her legs. Dean let out what sounded like a growl,almost as if he knew what she was thinking. She wondered what she had gotten herself into.