Two weeks later I was sitting at a table in my favorite bar with some of my friends.

"OOO! Would you look at that guy!" My friend Dakota pointed to some tall dark handsome type.

"Typical Dakota." I laughed.

"What's that suppose to mean Mercedes." Dakota shot an evil look towards me.

"You know what it means. You're always going for the same guy. The guy that is always tall, dark, handsome, has a nose that's the size of Texas…" I started laughing

"Hey!" Dakota laughed.

"She's right you do like guys with big noses." My friend Lexus laughed.

"Anyway besides the whole big nose thing, they're usually really cocky. You end up dating this type of guys for a month, realize he's not interested any more and then you break it off. Then you do the same thing once again." I took a swig of my drink.

"Yeah well we all can't be perfect like you." Dakota rolled her eyes.

"What?"

"You know, you're always with a different guy every night. Never the same one, hell we never see them again after you're done with them. Why don't you just ever have a regular relationship?"

"Oh would you look at those hotties over there, Damn!" Lexus pointed over towards the bar.

I looked up towards the bar; it was the three Mercer brothers. They were talking to my friend Joey the bartender. My guard went up and I reached into my purse to make sure my knife was still in its pouch.

"Oh Lexus go invite them over to our table. Come on smile Cedes, cute guys are going to be coming our way." Dakota laughed.

"Yeah." I smiled.

I watched as Lexus flirted with the three guys. She always had her way with men.

A few minutes later the three brothers walked over towards our table.

"Alright this is Dakota." Lexus pointed towards Dakota.

"Hey." The all said in unison.

"This is my friend Mercedes."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Bobby." He gave me suspicious look.

"I'm Angel." He smiled.

"And I'm Jack!." Jack laughed and took a seat next to me.

"Come on you guys can take a seat anywhere." Lexus sat down.

Bobby and Angel sat down and we began talking. They seemed like cool down to earth people.

"So Mercedes you look sort of familiar did you once work at an airport?" Angel started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I couldn't hold back my laughter.

"Yeah Mercedes used to be a flight attendant. She actually does a lot of odd jobs, by day she is a realtor/secretary/department store manger and some other things. Then at night she's a dancer/bartender/ something else I don't even know. I can't even count all her jobs on two hands." Lexus started laughing.

I almost killed her; she pretty much almost gave away a good majority of my alias.

"Oh we must have seen you at that club that one night. You were the one dancing…" Jack started laughing.

"Jack!" Bobby smacked his brother in the arm.

"Cedes I want to tell you something." Lexus tried to look me straight in the eye.

"What!"

"Eat shit!" Lexus started laughing.

"No how about you go eat shit." I started laughing.

"How about you both eat shit!" Dakota started laughing hysterically.

We all stopped laughing and looked over towards Dakota. "What?"

"That wasn't funny." I tried to keep a straight face.

"Yeah Dakota should just eat shit." Lexus giggled her words out.

The guys looked at us like we were crazy.

"What like you never ate shit before!" I began laughing.

The guys looked at each other and began laughing.

The rest of the night was filled with laughter; it was a lot of fun.

"I gotta get going. See you girls tomorrow." I got up and grabbed my purse.

"Your gonna walk out by yourself?" Lexus sounded concerned.

"No problem I'll walk her out." Bobby stood up.

"Oh ok see you Mercedes." Lexus smiled

As I walked out into the street I had that feeling that someone was watching me. I turned around and realized it was Bobby. He gave me a weird look.

"Well thanks for walking me outside. I'll see you around." I began walking away.

"You're going to walk the streets of Detroit by yourself." I turned around to see him smiling.

"Yeah no problem, I'll be alright." I turned back around and started walking down the street.

My rule never let a guy or anyone for that matter take you home, well at least to your real home.

"Trust no one." My father said that to me a long time ago.

So why did I let my guard down and almost ask Bobby to take me home.