A couple days ago this story got a review from 09xuereba, it's first and only. I was so excited that I squealed and then teared up a little just because she wanted another chapter. It's the simple things in life that make me happy. So…

09xuereba this one is for you. I probably wouldn't have put it up if you hadn't asked for it. I hope you liked it.

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"You know the appropriate response is to take my hand, let me help you up, and politely thank me for my kindness," the Greek god said to me with a 'fuck me now' smirk that I'm sure would have worked on a weaker woman.

Unfortunately for him I've seen my fair share of smirks, smoldering eyes, and carefully groomed hair to look like the prick just rolled out of bed…or just rolled around in one. All of which he was currently sporting. Pulling out the big guns I would guess. I'm nearly immune to the tactics of pretty rich boys who haven't had to actively try to get laid since they were 14. That superpower comes with the job.

When I'm not in school or hanging out with my friends Emmett and I work together at the nightclub Twilight. I'm a bartender or a waitress depending on what they need that night and Emmett is one of the bouncers or 'heroes' as the girls call them. Don't get me wrong; for the most part we can handle ourselves with the required self-defense training. However, brute strength and liquid courage can sometimes thwart the most perfectly executed shin kick. That's when one of our 'heroes' shows up and kicks some ass.

Yeah, comparatively this guy is a poor helpless deer that just watched his mother get shot by the big bad hunter. Prepare to have your ego deflated, Bambi.

"Actually the appropriate thing to do is go in the correct door but since you clearly aren't intelligent enough to read I'll accept you getting the hell out of my way, Bambi," damn that was a little harsh. First Rosalie now Bambi, people should really stay out of my way before I get caffeine.

Fuck. My morning upper is currently lying in a puddle all around me. Should I go back in to get another drink or storm off in all my bitchy glory? Decisions, decisions.

He pulled his hand out of my face to tug it through his wildly out of control but perfectly placed copper sex hair. His emerald eyes looked a little remorseful but like any well-trained-pretty boy-asshole, he returned them to his 'go-to' smoldering look in the time it took me to blink. He also seemed slightly amused. Damn, not what I was going for.

"Bambi?" He asked me with a chuckle.

I stood up and tried to straighten my stained clothes but gave up after a couple seconds; it was useless. I was just going to have to make a trip back to my apartment to change before meeting Alice at Twilight for her interview. She recently applied to be a bartender/waitress last week and needed the moral support. Aro, the owner, can be sort of intimidating if you don't know him and she was nervous. I still had a couple hours so it wasn't a big deal but, I was pissed on principal.

I turned then to look at him, "Yep. Compared to most of the idiots I come across you're just a cute little fawn."

"So you think I'm cute huh?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows.

"Seriously? You're kidding, right? Did you not hear a single thing I said to you? On top of the fact that you are clearly self-centered and illiterate you can now add delusional to the list! Fuck, I don't even know why I'm bothering to talk to you. Consider this pathetic excuse for communicating done." I was absolutely furious now.

I stormed off down the street with the decision to just go straight home and change, leaving Bambi behind to bask in his stupidity.

He just laughed some more and followed me, "Whatever. You know if you hadn't been on the phone while juggling coffee and every possession you own this whole thing could have been avoided. I might have even asked you to come back to my place to enjoy all the benefits of a roommate free lifestyle."

Man this guy has balls.

Time to play a little. I stopped and turned to face him while twirling a lock of my hair between my fingers. With my most innocent smile I asked, "And what would those benefits be?" Just to lay it on extra thick, I batted my eyelashes a little. Yeah, I have tricks too.

I guess he wasn't expecting me to make it so easy on him because he just sort of stood there and stared for what seemed like hours but was probably only a couple of seconds. Maybe I read him wrong and he's all talk with absolutely no game.

This was all getting really boring so I turned to leave him again but he had other plans. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back against his firm chest. I could feel every muscle pressed against my back and had to stifle a moan.

Wait. What the hell is happening to me? Bambi. Asshole. Get it together.

He wrapped his free arm around my waist and took his hand from my arm to move all my hair to my left shoulder. I felt his cool breath on my right cheek as he whispered in my ear, "To start with no one will be walking in the apartment to find you up against the wall while I'm pounding into you."

Yep. He's good.

But I'm better.

I turned my head so my lips were almost brushing against his when I spoke, "I guess that would be considered a benefit. Now we just have to worry about the neighbors knowing exactly how much you love my lips wrapped around your hard cock because trust me, you won't be able to keep quiet for long."

Ha. That got him.

I watched as his emerald eyes darkened and glazed over. Without another word he pressed my back against the wall of the coffee shop and trapped me there with his chest. His lips crashed onto mine and he didn't hesitate to shove his tongue into my eager mouth. I roughly moved my lips with his and moaned at the cool minty taste of his breath. His lips were even softer than they looked. As our tongues pulsed together I moved my hands to his hair and was surprised that he didn't use any product to keep his hair casually messy. I was practically panting by the time that he took my bottom lip between his teeth and bit down gently.

He broke our kiss to trace his nose up my jaw to my ear and when he whispered his voice was lower and husky, "If all of that was just to tease me, I'll gladly walk my ass home and enjoy some quality time with my hand in the shower while remembering your gorgeous lips. But I would much rather have you in that shower with me. Maybe we could test how thin the walls are." He then pressed his hips into mine and I could feel exactly how much he enjoyed our impromptu makeout.

Now, I'm not usually the kind of girl that'll go home with a random guy off the streets but if he can almost bring me to my knees with his tongue, I can't wait to find out what he can do with other things.

My hands left his hair and traveled to his waist. I grabbed his belt loops and roughly pulled him to me. "Well you are the one responsible for getting me dirty. I guess it's only fair that you clean me up," I said as I started nipping and sucking at his neck.

He let out a little groan, "If you keep that up we won't make it back to my place." With that he adjusted himself in his pants and took off down the street while I practically had to run to catch up. "Come on. I live a couple blocks away and if you can manage to stay on your feet it'll only take a couple minutes."

Asshole.

I stopped walking, put my hands on hips, and just waited for him to realize that I wasn't following anymore. I don't care how good of a fuck he may be; I do have some self-respect and no one gets to be a dick to me for no reason. Well, except for maybe Emmett when Rose is having her monthly visit from dear old Mother Nature. That week is rough on everyone. She's a pain in the ass bitch on a good day.

Mister self-centered-pompous-prick finally noticed I wasn't trailing him like a puppy and turned around to find me. "What are you doing over there? Come on." He actually looked like he didn't know what was wrong. Figures.

I was fucking pissed, "Gee, I don't know. I guess just taking a moment to bask in the glory of staying on my feet."

His smirk made a reappearance and he walked back to where I was standing until he was towering over me. Man, I didn't realize how tall he was until now. I bet he's the perfect height for bending me over the armrest of the couch in my living room…

He snaked one of his arms around my waist and let his hand rest in the small of my back. His other hand wound around the back of my neck and he started playing with my hair at the nape of my neck sending chills all the way to my toes.

How does he do that?

His lips just barely brushed over mine before he pulled back to look in my eyes. "Baby, I'm sorry for making fun of you, I was just joking. You're very graceful on your feet when you don't have illiterate men using the wrong door. Now if you'll let me, I would very much like to find out if you're just as graceful off your feet." His lips brushed mine again.

He actually apologized and then complemented me. He must need to get laid really bad. I wish he didn't have such an effect on me but all I could do was nod my head in approval seeing as my voice would most definitely betray me.

"Good. Now let's get going before I fuck you in the middle of the sidewalk." He slapped my ass and grabbed my hand before taking off down the street again. How does he know that's my version of romance? Sigh.

I'm going straight to hell for this one.

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Love you all,

Madi