-The Four Roses-

It drew nearer to 2am and there was no stopping it. Darley and his boys had skipped out not long after Billy had nearly smashed a man's face in. I had heard them talking about 'making a man' out of Billy's brother. Whatever that meant.

It made me feel better that I'd informed Benny as to what I was doing. Billy Darley may be a killer- but I did not think that he was the type to murder random women he told to meet him outside. Still- I told Benny.

"Punching out!" I called. I slid the paper through the clock and grabbed my jacket. "Two AM," I muttered. With a deep breath I headed out the front door. Maybe he wouldn't show…why would he remember the new waitress?

But there he was. Leaning up against his black sports car with the red flames.

Classy.

However, he seemed to be in a much better mood than before. I may have even detected the hint of a smile. As I approached the car he nodded his head towards the passenger door before proceeding to sit in the driver's seat himself.

As he motioned, I opened the passenger door and took my seat, shutting the car door behind me, letting out a breath to calm myself.

The engine roared to life and he sped off like laws meant nothing.

"You should put your seatbelt on," I told him. It was a suggestion, not a demand and I smiled warmly as I said it.

He glanced over at me, then back to the road. He had a hard time suppressing his smile, "Don't need one," he said. He almost looked amused; like no one had ever suggested such a thing before.

"Oh sure, the man going eighty miles an hour doesn't need a seat belt. If you crash…you're going right through your windshield…" I said, "I'm only trying to prevent it," I had a hard time suppressing a laugh. It couldn't be this easy to converse with Billy Darley…there had to be a catch. But then again…I was just trying not to throw up.

"Thanks for the concern but tonight I'm celebrating," he said, taking a sharp turn.

"Celebrating what?" I asked, gripping my seat.

"My little brother became a man tonight."

"And I'm sure he couldn't have done it without the help of his older brother," I replied with a genuine smile.

He paused and then looked over at me. He looked me up and down and then back to the road before speaking, "You don't have to kiss my ass," he informed me with a thin grin, "I'm not going to hurt you."

I blushed a little. I looked down to my lap with a nervous laugh, "Sorry…I guess I'm just nervous…"

He nodded, "I can tell." He laughed. I'm glad my anxiousness amused him.

Finally, the car came to an abrupt halt and he cut the engine, "We're here," he said.

I looked out the window, "Do you live here?"

Billy nodded once. He got out of the car and I followed suit.