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Eli's POV:

I was obsessed. Completely and totally obsessed with her. Every night I would beg and plead for her, to hear her angel voice, to kiss her, to hold her, to pick her up, to tickle her, to fall asleep next to her.

For the first time in a long time I was in a relationship that was completely innocent and I was perfectly fine with it. I'm not saying I wouldn't enjoy anything sexual, but if Clare is happy, I'm the happiest dude alive. Her angel smile and gorgeous presents is enough to sustain me.

When I arrived to pick Clare up from work, I texted her: I'm here and I have food waiting at home. Chinese, your favorite!

I impatiently tapped my phone as I waited for her to respond. Sure enough a response came quickly: You're the best! I'm coming now, had to stay a little later than normal :/

Why would she stay later: Why? Is everything okay?

She didn't respond. When she came out to the car, she was in tears. I got out of the car and ran to her, hugging her body tightly, "What's wrong?"

She sobbed into my shoulder, "He- he- he asked me to- to sleep- with h- him."

"What?" I yelled.

Clare cringed at my tone, "Sorry. What do you mean he asked you to sleep with him? Who did? I'll kill him!"

"The man. He comes in every week. He- he- he gives me extra generous tips- I – I didn't- I mean I just- Eli you should have seen the way he looked at me, like I was some common prostitute." Her sobs increased.

I held her tightly to me and I tried to remain calm, "Clare. You are NOT a prostitute. Don't think that. Where is this guy, is he still there?"

She nodded, "He does that to all the girls in there."

"Wait here." I demand as I walk into the club.

Clare follows after me, "Wait Eli! No- don't- don't do that. I might get fired!"

I shake my head, "Clare he will NOT treat you like that. If you get fired I'll take care of you, but I won't put up with jackasses treating you like dirt."

Clare tried to protest, but it was too late. Once we were in the club I looked at Clare, "Who?"

She shook her head as she bit her bottom lips, "No. No Eli!"

"Who?" I screamed.

She cringed but gave in, "Him." She pointed to a light brown haired boy.

I walked over to the man and pulled him from his chair. I looked him in the eyes and was disgusted to find, "Drew! What the hell!"

"You know him?" Clare cried.

I had to ignore her, "What the hell dude? You're harassing my girlfriend!" I grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and slammed him up against the wall.

Drew tried to push me off, but I held my grip as I shoved him back into the wall, "Well! Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

Drew grabbed my wrists, "Man let me go! I didn't know she was your girlfriend! She's a damn stripper!"

Eli growled as I kicked him in the shins, "Eli!" Clare yelled.

Drew attempted to push me off again but Haviar rushed over, "What! What are you doing? This is my club! Get off!"

I let Drew go, but I punched him in the jaw. He recovered and exited the club, yelling, "I'm filing a police report!"

Haviar glare at me and Clare, "Both of you in my office. Now!"

We followed the man back to his office and Clare wouldn't even look at me. She was pissed, but I needed to do that.

We sat down in the office chairs while Haviar stood, "Well! Explain."

Clare opened her mouth, but I took over, "Sir, I'm sorry I caused a seen, but this is a strip club not a prostitute house. He asked to sleep with her; it's not okay with me!"

Haviar glared, "Clare I'm sorry, your one of our best, but I have to let you go. This kind of act is not welcomed here."

Clare stood up, "But sir! I need this job!"

Havir shook his head, "I'm sorry Clare. Out."

Clare shot me a death glare before walking out of the club. Shit.

The drive to my house was awkward and completely silent. When we pulled up Clare looked out the window, "What? Why are we here! Take me home….while I still have one…."

I bit my lip. I just got her fired! From the only club near here! Shit! She would have to move if she wanted another strip job! "Clare. No. Please, don't be mad. I- I just- I wasn't thinking. He- just the way he- I couldn't- I can't- he can't treat you like that!"

Clare pushed a hand through my hair, "Don't you get it! Eli I need that job! I'm so screwed without it!"

"Clare- I"

She cut my off, "Shut up! I don't want to hear it! You just lost me the only thing I had!"

Even though she protested, I managed to pull her into my arms and she sobbed into my chest, "Clare I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. But what if he didn't take no for an answer? What if he kept coming back?"

She shook her head, "I don't know, Haviar would have called security if he tried anything."

Oops, "They have that?"

Clare looked at me like I was an idiot, "Of course! They couldn't have naked girls in a room full of horny desperate men without security!"

I blushed, "Oops."

Clare shoved her face back in my chest, "What am I going to do?"

An idea lit up my head, "Stay with me."

Clare shook her head, "Eli..."

"Clare! Just think of how great that would be! We have been together for six months now. Nothing will happen that you don't want to! I'll even do the laundry!" I beg her.

She thinks it over, "Moving in? Isn't it too early for that?"

I shake my head, "Of course not, especially since I-"

"You what?" She asked.

"I…"

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