I didn't want to get up the next morning. Well, actually it was afternoon. We both had to go to work though. We worked the same shift, so it wasn't so bad, but there was a meeting before hand. I had a feeling the new boss was about to make some changes. I was dreading it.

I lightly kissed Bella's bare shoulder. I didn't get to see anything that she bought yesterday, not that it bothered me. Nude was far better anyway. She didn't stir. She was laying on her stomach, her face pressed into the pillow. She was adorable. I looked over at the clock. It was just after noon. We didn't have to go to work until five, but we weren't going to get anything done if we stayed in bed all day. Well, we'd get certain things done, but I didn't want Bella to be sore later. She worked out, but going at it four times in one twenty four hour period when you're not use to it can be rough on the body.

"Bella, darlin, it's time to wake up." I said as I pressed my lips to her shoulder. I slowly began to pull the quilt down her back, exposing her flesh to the cool air.

"I don't want to." She mumbled, rolling into me. Her leg was thrown over my hips, with her arm across my chest. I couldn't help but chuckle.

I took her hand and brought it to my mouth, slowly I began to kiss it. I kissed and licked down to her elbow until I got to the sensitive bend. "Bella... wake up or I'll be forced to wake you up." I said in a playfully threatening tone.

She didn't even flinch. I'm pretty sure she was ignoring me. I lowered my mouth to the bend and blew a raspberry into it. Bella squealed and giggled. "You jerk."

"I warned you." I told her, pulling her onto me, her stomach against mine.

"Still a jerk." She mumbled, laying her head on my shoulder.

I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms tightly around her waist as I buried my face into the crook of her neck. This was beyond nice. "I haven't been this happy in a long time." I said, speaking before even thinking.

"Me too, actually." She said as she pressed her lips to my cheek.

I leaned my cheek against hers, taking in a deep breath. Her scent surrounded me. "Bella, you know I meant everything I said the other night, don't you?"

"When?" She asked, tracing her fingers over my arm.

"When I said you were gorgeous. I've always thought you were a beautiful woman." I moved one of my hands from her waist, sliding it to her hip and up her side.

I felt her blushing heat against my cheek and smiled. I lowered my lips to the nape of her neck, slowly kissing it. Bella hummed in pleasure, her lower body wiggling against mine. I groaned against her flesh.

"Jazz, when is the meeting?" She asked suddenly, tilting her head to the side to give me better access.

"Five. Why?"

"So, we don't need to start getting ready until three?" She reasoned.

"I suppose so. Why?"

She gave me a wicked little smile before wiggling against me again. Before I realized what was happening she was underneath the covers, sliding down my body. "I'm not ready to get out of bed yet." She said against my skin.

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I'm sure I had a huge shit eating grin as I walked into the bar. Bella and I walked hand in hand until we reached the door. She let go first, of course. I could handle that for a while. I did hope that her nervousness didn't last forever though.

Work was going to be more interesting. Men flirted with Bella all the time. She was a waitress. It's what they did. Woman flirted with me. Of course we flirted back, to some extent. That's how you make the tips. Edward never understood that. Bella had banned him from coming in because of how jealous he became. Alice always understood. She was a hair dresser. She gossiped or flirted with everyone, depending on the client.

I need to stop comparing us to them. It's not a good idea.

There were only a couple people there when we got into the place. We got there right on time too. Go figure. Everyone was always late. It was amazing how this place didn't open until six but people still came in hungover. That bothered me. I don't think I ever came to work hungover.

Bella and I sat on stools at the bar, waiting for this thing to start. Hopefully it wouldn't last too long. Seth came in about a minute after us, and sat beside us. There were a few people scattered about at the tables, drinking coffee or just looking bored.

"Hey man. How was your days off?" Seth asked as he sat.

"Great." I smiled. "Was it busy?" I asked, making conversation.

"Nah, you know Sundays and Mondays never are." He said with a heavy sigh. I hated it for him that he was the newbie and had to work those shifts. But, I'd rather not work them honestly.

"When you off?" I asked, continuing the conversation.

"Tonight and tomorrow." He shrugged. Then Seth looked suddenly embarrassed. "Um, the other day were you serious about giving me your ex's number?" I could have sworn he was blushing. It was hard to tel though because he was so tanned.

I suddenly felt eyes boring into the back of my head. I knew who they belong to. I tried my best to ignore them. "Yeah, sure. I can give it to you right now if you like."

"Thanks. Ugh, but what am I going to say to her? 'Hi, I'm your stalker and I was wondering if you'd like to go a date with me?'."

I laughed. "How about I try to set you two up on a blind date or something?"

I heard Bella giggle beside me and I turned to look at her, innocently. "What?" I asked in a low tone.

"You're playing the matchmaker. It's cute." She smiled ruefully.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "That's my goal in life. To be the cute matchmaker."

Bella giggled again and looked past me. "Alice and I are best friends. How about I set it up? It won't be so weird then." She offered Seth.

He grinned widely and nodded. He opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something but a booming voice cut him off. "Hey everybody! Thank you for coming."

Emmett McCarty was a hulk of a man, and that was saying something coming from me. He could probably block out the sun. Beside him was a pretty blond, and by the looks of her, she knew it. She was designer everything. She'd probably get along with Alice. He cleared his throat, a large smile across his face. "Let me start by reintroducing myself. I'm Emmett McCarty and this is my wife, Rosalie. A few weeks ago I purchased this club from the original owner. Now, this isn't my first club. In fact, I have several. For the past couple of weeks myself and my wife have been observing. There are going to be a few changes, but before we do anything we'd like to hear from you. We'd like to know some of your ideas. You guys are the backbone of this place and honestly know more about it than I do, right now. So, what do you guys think? What would you guys change?"

Of course there was silence. Nobody likes to make waves, especially with the new boss. Though he did ask for it. I had a few ideas, but I didn't want to be the first to speak. His wife stepped up beside the huge man, a tall one in her own right. "There isn't anything to be afraid of. You won't get in trouble for any of your suggestions." She urged.

Finally someone spoke up. I wasn't sure who it was, but the voice was female. "Make the uniforms more revealing. We'll make better tips."

"No way." Someone else commented. I'm surprised that Bella didn't say it herself. "This is a nightclub, not a strip joint. This is comfortable, practical, and cheap."

"Alright guys, no need to argue. It's just suggestions." Emmett laughed.

I finally decided to make myself known. "No one makes money on Sunday and Mondays. Church and football kills us. It would seem more practical to close on those days. It would save on employee costs, along with basically electricity and all that. No one wants to work on those days anyway. That way you can ensure your full time staff two days off, and you can focus your part time staff when you need them most, on the weekends."

Emmett pursed his lips and nodded his head, like it was thinking about. I felt Bella shift beside me. I knew she hated to speak in front of people. I wanted to hold her hand but decided against it. "You've got some fantastic bartenders up here. They all make really good specialty drinks. Maybe you have them work out some kind of special menu?"

It was quiet after that for a few seconds. "Anything else?" Rosalie pressed. She looked to be getting impatient with the whole thing.

"Sam is great and all, but he can't cover the floor and the bar. You need a bar manager and a floor manager. It'll just be easier on everyone." Seth finally said.

After that everyone seem to speak up. One of the other bartenders suggested a bar back, one of the waitresses suggested live bands. Everyone hissed when someone suggested karaoke. There some other less important suggestions. They got dumber as they went along. I began to tune them out until finally Emmett clapped his hands together and in his booming voice, dismissed us.

It was around 5:45 when we finished up. Giving me just enough time to make sure that I had everything that I needed. Seth had worked the closing shift, so everything got put where it was suppose to. He was great at stocking the bar. It made things a lot easier.

I occasionally caught myself watching Bella as she made sure he section was clean. She was talking with one of the waitresses, smiling and laughing. She caught me staring once, blushed and smiled back. I even blushed.

I was lost in my own world while washing up some dishes when a hand on my shoulder startled me, almost making me drop the glass in the world. I turned to look. The boss's wife was standing behind me, a little apologetic smile on her face. "Sorry, didn't mean to make you jump."

"It's alright, ma'am." I shrugged. "What do you need?"

"Emmett didn't mention this, but I'm also one of the new managers. The girl you were sitting by had a good suggestion. It was actually one of the things we were thinking about. I was going to see if you had any specialty drinks of your own?" She asked as she walked to the other side of the bar.

"I have a few." I answered modestly. I had more than that, but I didn't want to seem like a know it all. "By the way, the girl is Bella."

She ignored the last part. "So, if you could, make a few of them up. We should be slow tonight. We'll have a little taste testing and see how it goes from there." She said before slinking off.

For some reason she made me slightly uncomfortable. Like if you pissed her off, you wouldn't have a certain part of your anatomy the next day. I could tell by looking at them who wore the pants in that marriage and it was not Emmett.

The first song of the evening came on, even though there was no one in the place. It was still pretty cold outside, and it was snowing. People tend to stay inside on these kind of days. Especially on a Tuesday. Bella and one of the other waitresses, Angela, were dancing to it, entertaining themselves. I couldn't help but stare and smile.

"What are you looking at?" Seth asked, sitting down at the bar.

"Oh, the girls. They're having a good time." I said, nodding my head towards them. I handed him a beer, already knowing what he'd want.

"They're cute." He chuckled. Slowly he took a swig of his beer. "So, did boss lady ask you to make some drinks?" He asked.

"Yeah. I have a couple things in mind."

"I'm going to go home and think about what I'm going to make. At least I don't have to be put right on the spot. Must be tough." He smiled at me.

"Gee, thanks." I snorted. "No pressure."

"So, do you think Bella will really talk to her for me?" He asked, peeling off the label of his beer.

"I bet she'll talk to her tomorrow. I'll call you with the details." I told him.

"Hello there, ladies. Gossiping?" Jacob asked, coming over to the bar.

"Yeah, I heard they were thinking about firing some of the bouncers." Seth shot off at him, not even missing a beat. I chuckled as Jacob's eyes went wide then he smirked as realized he was just screwing with him. For some reason Baby faced Seth seemed innocent, but I could tell that he was far from it.

"So, now that Bella and Edward-"

"No." I growled at him.

"Now, I know you're protective of her and all but-" He started again.

"When hell freezes over." I told him, looking straight in the eyes. Jacob was an okay guy, but when it came to Bella he was a dog. I didn't want his paws anywhere near her, especially now that she was mine. I wish I could have told him that to shut him the hell up.

Bella came to the bar then. "What's causing hell to freeze over?" She asked as she leaned against the bar.

"Dating him." I nodded my head towards Jacob, who know how his mouth hanging open.

"Oh, yeah Jake. Hell would have to freeze over first, along with some flying pigs and maybe a cow or two." She said in a very straight voice.

Seth had a mouth full of beer when she said that and began to choke on it as he laughed. His eyes were streaming as he gasped for breath. Bella giggled and patted him on the back. Jake crossed his arms over his chest. "Aw, come on. I'm not that bad, Bells."

"I never said you were. You're just not the guy for me." She shrugged.

"How do you know if you don't give me a try?" He said with a big smile.

"No, Jake. Go work the door." I commanded him.

He huffed and stomped off, like a girl I might add. It was pretty funny actually. Bella smiled at me sweetly. "Whatcha doing?" She asked.

"Makin' drinks." I answered back sarcastically. She rolled her eyes, a small smirk on her lips. "They're for the bosses. Lemonade Martini, a pineapple upside down shot, a cocoa martini, and a Hawaiian screw. "

"Oo..." She hummed, licking her lips. "I like..." She tapped her finger on her chin as she thought. "All of those." She finally concluded.

"I'll make you something special when we get home." I winked at her. "Maybe a margarita."

She blushed and smiled as she looked down at her feet. "Alright, I need to go pretend to do my job. I'll talk to Alice tomorrow, Seth." She patted him on the shoulder before going off to do whatever she did.

"So, you and Bella?" Seth asked, taking one final sip of his beer. He handed it back to me to toss in the trash.

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently.

"Dude, you have a blinking sign above your head 'I like Bella'. You're pretty obvious. You're flirting pretty hard and heavy."

"I flirt with everyone." I said defensively.

"Okay. I'll give you that. Then why did you look like you were going to rip off Jacob's head and shove it where the sun doesn't shine?"

I laughed nervously. "Because he gets on Bella's nerves and-"

"Shut up. You like her." He rolled his eyes.

"Yes. I do. We're dating. And, if you tell anyone I'll tell Alice that you have three balls and a third nipple." I threatened.

He laughed, putting his hands up. "I won't tell anyone. But, I don't think you have to. You can tell by just looking at you two. It's pretty sweet actually."

"Aw, thanks sugar. I know I'm sweet." I said sarcastically.

"You know, usually when people are getting laid they're nicer..." He said, throwing a five on the bar. I threw my bar towel at him, which he easily caught. "See what I mean?"

"Third nipple." I said in a warning tone. He laughed and flipped me off. "See you in a couple days." I called as he left. I liked Seth. I could tell we were going to get along just fine. It was nice to hang around with someone who knew how to take a joke.

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"Ugh, my feet are killing me." Bella complained as she slid into the cab of my truck. "I can't wait to get into a bathtub."

I smiled at her. "I'll make you something to drink, maybe make it a bit more relaxing."

"Oo... I'd love a Hawaiian screw."

"You know... I've heard a Texas screw is better." I said in the straightest voice possible. She slapped my shoulder, causing me to laugh. "What?" I asked innocently.

"I was going to invite you to join me, but you know what..." She trailed off dangerously.

"Aw, don't punish me for being stupid. I'll be in the doghouse constantly." I said in a pleading tone.

This made her laugh. She scooted over closer to me and laid her head on my shoulder, her hand resting on my thigh. "Fine. Just because you're cute. But you better make me a big drink when we get home."

"Yes, ma'am." I smiled at her, turning to give her a quick kiss on the top of the head. "Does that mean I get to take a bath too?"

"We'll see..."

I know it kind of seems like a filler but it is VERY important to the future. Trust me.

By the way, I don't know about the Lemonade Martini, but I know for sure all those drinks are real. And they're fantastic. I love lemon drinks so if you know a recipe for that let me know. But, the pineapple upside down shot and the Hawaiian screw will mess you up without even realizing it. You don't taste the liquor. You have two of each and you're walking into the walls. I know this from personal experience.

My favorite line so far in this story is in this chapter. See if you can guess what it is!

So, who likes Seth?