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The next chapter as promised! Twilightmenrhot you rock my world as my Beta! Whitegurl2013 you are awesome!

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Ali was on my doorstop at 2pm the next day as promised. I had just managed to get myself up and ready for her coming over. I decide to shove my feet into my chucks because they would give more cushioning than heels . I grab my keys and head out with Ali.

"So Pixie, where are we gonna eat? I am starving!" I decide to start off with something easy. She drags me off in the direction of her car and before I know it we are on our way to a little diner on the edge of the city. We make small talk in the car. I subtly try to find out information on everyone, including Doc. I am not convinced I was subtle though going by the smirk I was given.

We order enough carbs to feed an army from the waitress and Ali sits there looking expectantly at me.

"What?" I ask chuckling.

"What she says? Huh! I will tell you what," she says through giggles, "your Doc has never acted like this in all the time I have worked with him. He is always nice to us and talks but never actually gets involved. Not like he did with you last night." She looks at me with a glint in her eye, this cannot be good.

"So? Maybe he was just feeling sociable?" I ask trying to feign nonchalance. I am pretty sure I can trust Ali but I don't want to put myself out there.

"Sociable my ass! He was definitely in to you. So Iz, you into him? I saw you staring at him when he came out from the office, and by the look of things he was doing the same to you until this little Pixie got in the way!" she says giggling. I am blushing. There is nothing I can do about it. A small smile graces my face as I look up at Ali. She squeals and draws attention to us from the two old timers at the counter. She mouths sorry to them and then turns back to me. "Well Izzy, we gotta get us a game plan!"

"Ok, but first I need some more information on Doc." I explain. I don't wanna put myself out there if he has a wife or something at home.

"Hmmm, Cullen. He is about thirty five ish I think. He is single as far as I know and devotes himself to his dog, Maddy, and the bar. But that's pretty much all anyone knows. Sooooooooo, what ya gonna do?"

We discuss what we can do to see if he is interested in me at all. We get a game plan together even going back to my apartment to see what I am gonna wear for my first shift with him. All I gotta do is not freak out and go through with the plan. I mean thirty five ish isn't too old is it? I am twenty which is a bit young but it doesn't bother me. Let's hope it doesn't bother him.

Wednesday I can't sleep late. I know that I need to but I just can't. So in order to get rid of my nerves I crank up the 80s hair metal and sing my heart out while tidying my apartment, checking my clothes for work and other menial tasks. Before I know it, it's time to get ready. I take my time in the shower making sure I am as preened as I can be and the nerves in my stomach are getting to me.

Get a grip Izzy! He is probably not interested and will let us down gently. Just have fun! Hmmmmm sounds like good advice from my inner self. Not like her, she is usually the first to get her whore on!

I go into the bedroom and find my clothes. A slashed at the neck black t-shirt. The Hysteria album cover by Def Leppard. I felt a bit guilty slashing it at the neck but it looks fuck hot now! My purple bra strap peeks out from under the slash. This is paired with denim short shorts and knee high electric blue patent leather Doctor Marten boots. I love my boots, they are the comfiest thing I own and considering my damaged foot I think I need comfort. My make-up is done, all black eyeliner and smoky eye shadow. My long black hair is perfectly straight and the highlighted electric blue stands out. Charlie nearly had a fit when I got that done. What can I say, I like to cause a stir. It is high maintenance but well worth it!

I swipe on some lip gloss as I am heading out the door and pick up my small over the shoulder back with studs on. It doesn't really go but it's awesome.

As I walk down the street with my earbuds in I shake my ass to the music. I can't help it. My ass has a mind of its own! I don't live too far from The Bourbon so I just decide to walk there and save my cash for a taxi home. Who knows, Doc might give me a lift on his fuck hot bike. I need to be at work at 5pm to help open up. I may have swapped with Ali so she can see her Ma. I grin to myself as I walk.

My grin disappears as I notice that Doc's bike isn't out front. Hmmmm. The bar is closed. What? It's definitely Wednesday. Just then I hear the roar of a bike over my music. I smile to myself while standing outside the bar. I look up and see the sexiest man ever. Doc looks….I have no words. He kicks out the stand and turns the Harley off. I know it's a Harley because I LOVE those bikes. He hasn't seen me yet so I can ogle without feeling guilty.

His hair is dishevelled from being under his black helmet. He runs a hand through his dark hair as he gets off the bike. I notice he is wearing a black V-neck under his brown leather jacket. His jeans are hung low on his body and a sliver of skin is visible as he runs his hand through his hair. My panties are damp just looking at that. This is gonna be a long night. Too true Swan, too true! I see he is wearing his signature black DM's. He gazes up at the door and I plaster a smile on my face. It's now or never, I think as he walks over to the door of the bar.

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