I go into work the next day and Dean is already sitting at the bar. I relieve the day bartender and she whispers something to me. "He's been here for hours, drinking only water. Good luck with that." I help out an older gentlemen first, then walk over to wear Dean is sitting. "What can I get you?" I smile at him with a fake grin.

"A coke please?" He asks.

I grab a cup and look at him funny "really? Just a soda?" I say filling it with ice.

He tilts his head a bit "for now." I pass him the soda and start to walk away. I serve another customer and when I turn around Dean already finished his drink.

I walk back over and refill it for him. This happens 3 more times, when I go back to fill it again he speaks up "you're really gonna keep making me drink this crap?" He asks.

I put the cup down and glare at him. "well, I am your bartender, I can get you whatever you want."

"I want to talk" he tells me with a serious look. I look over to Dan and nod towards Dean. Dan nods back to me and I walk out from behind the bar to the back door where Dean follows.

"What?" I ask annoyed. I fold my arms across my chest and wait. He leans against the wall.

"What happened last night, at the bar. I was a jerk." He says then stops talking.

"Is that an apology? You were a jerk? That's all?" I stop and wait for a response. When he doesn't respond I continue "You were an ass! Look, I haven't seen you in a couple weeks, whatever that's fine, we had a fun weekend. If that's all, cool. Then you come back, your with some friends, and you're a dick. Then you try to give me a ride home. I'm not stupid I know what you wanted. Couldn't give me the time of day with your friends but can come hook up with me afterwards. That's being more then a jerk, Dean." As I finish saying his name he grabs my arms and holds them down to my side.

"You're right, I was an asshole." He says then letting them go "You're awesome, I like spending time with you. If I introduced you they would've known we hooked up. I was trying to keep that from happening" he explains. I go to say something to him but he speaks up before I can "no, not because I was ashamed or anything. Because of what they would say to you, I'm not exactly mr relationship if you know what I mean." I look at him and instead of responding I wait for him to speak again. "I want to make it up to you. I.. I want to take you out on a date" he gets out. I stand there and put my hands on my hips. "Next time I come into the bar and I'm with someone, I won't be a complete dick either." I stand there and then turn around to walk back in.

I pause when I reach the door "I get off tomorrow at 8. Pick me up here." I push the door open and go back inside. Dean walks in a few minutes later and orders a scotch. After he finishes his drink, he pays the tab and leaves. I'm still mad about the night before but I'm excited to see what kind of date a man like Dean will plan.