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Chapter 5

It's been six months since everyone found out about us, seven since we started seeing each other, and I would love to tell you that everyday has been perfect but it's not. We've had our struggles. I found out more about his past and for a while I wasn't sure if I could get past it. He's never said he was whiter than white but I found it difficult to accept how his life had been. But he's promised that the drugs, violence and general gangster behaviours were behind him. A fresh start, that's what he called moving here and opening the club with Cheryl.

He's a good man. I can see it. And it's not as if I don't have a past is it?

So now we are together, no more secrets and it works. We've not said the L word yet but I definitely can feel myself falling in love with him. He's not really a feelings kind of guy though and all I can think about is the awkward silence that would follow if I told him. But I can feel it; I know he loves me too. It's like there's this connection between us, to be honest it's kind of weird, but it's like we don't always have to talk, we just know. A look can sometimes say it all.

Like tonight, we are in the club, again. Seriously if I wasn't shagging the boss and getting in for free I would never be here, but it's one of the many perks. He's serving behind the bar and I can't help but stare at him. He's a master of this profession and makes bartending look sexy. He makes everything look sexy. Every so often he looks up and catches my eye. There's a glint in his gorgeous blue eyes that tells me as soon as queue in front of him has been served I'm going to be slammed against the office door screaming myself hoarse. I can't wait.

It doesn't work out that way though, one of the staff has to go home cause they can't stop throwing up, Cheryl has a night off and the club is packed. I decide to help out. I go into the office and get changed into one of the spare staff t-shirts. Then I make my way over to the bar, and start serving. I'm half way through making the first order of drinks when Brendan walks over to me and asks what I'm doing. He's not annoyed and he's looking at me like he wants to throw me on top of the bar and fuck me senseless. I just smile at him and say 'helping'. He nods and starts to serve the next customer.

About an hour later the crowds at the bar are starting to lessen and this guy appears in front of me, I ask if I can help him and he says he'll have a pint and my number. I can practically feel Brendan tensing up beside me and I tell the guy that I can give him a pint but that's all. The guy looks disappointed and asks if I'm sure, I nod and tell him that my boyfriend wouldn't be too happy if I gave him my number. He looks me up and down and I can feel myself flush under his scrutiny as he says, "your boyfriend's a lucky guy, I hope he knows that". Brendan puts his hand on my back and I can feel his fingers creep under the hem on my t-shirt. He stares at the guy while leaning forward into his space and practically growls at him, "yeah, I do know I'm a lucky guy" Brendan then turns to me and pulls me into an amazing kiss, I try to deepen it as he pulls away and embarrassingly I fall forward slightly at the sudden loss of contact. He smacks my arse and tells me I look too good in this shirt, then moves away to keep serving.

I turn back to tell the guy how much his drink is. His mouth is slightly open and he hands me the money, I give him back his change and he is still staring at me. He hands me a piece of paper and says his name is Noah and if I change my mind to give him a call. Is he deluded, he must be, I mean there's no comparison between my Brendan and this Noah. I slide the paper back to him and tell him he has no chance. Then turn to serve the next customer.

As the night draws to a close I start collecting the last couple of glasses and place them on the bar. Brendan tells the staff to go home and to close the door behind them. He walks over to me at the bar and leans down to kiss me. He then moves to my ear and tell me that I look fucking amazing in the uniform. He moves to re-start the kiss but I pull away and tell him there's something I've been thinking of all night. He must be able to read the look on my face cause he smirks and pulls me closers saying, "hmmm what's that then?" I wriggle out of his arms and jump up onto the bar behind me and tell that I couldn't stop thinking about how good it would feel to have him inside me, fucking me on his bar. He literally growls as he jumps up on top of me. I go to take my top of but he tells me to leave it on.

We get like this sometimes, well most of the time to be honest, it's frantic, like we can't get enough of each other, there's just this desperate need to be closer.

His fingers work me open as he continues to kiss me like his life depends on it. He enters me in one thrust and god he feels amazing. I'm so glad we got ourselves tested; I mean I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me when sitting in the clinic waiting room, but the ways he feels inside me with no barriers makes the embarrassment totally worth it. He continues to thrust inside me, hitting my prostate every time. As he moves harder and faster I can feel that familiar sensation run through me as my orgasm starts to build. I take myself in my hand and start to stroke my dick in time with his thrusts. The force of his thrusts knocks a couple of the glasses off of the bar at the same time as I release, screaming his name. Brendan cums almost immediately after me, my inner muscles pulling his orgasm from him.

He collapses on top of me cause there's no room for him to lie beside me on the bar and just as we are about to move we hear a cough coming from behind us.

"Well, that was quite a show"

I turn my head to see who it is, it's a guy but I don't recognise him, but from the way Brendan's body tenses I can tell he knows exactly who this is. I'm glad we both still have our tops on and Brendan's trousers are only round his ankles so he pulls them up as he hops off the bar. He makes sure he's standing in front of me so that I can get my trousers on without this guy seeing me, whoever he is.

I jump down off the bar and stand beside Brendan who keeps staring at the guy

'What the fuck are you doing here?'

The guy looks at the floor then back at Brendan and says he's come to catch up with Cheryl.

Brendan looks like he's going to explode, I can't help but wonder who this guy is, he clearly knows Brendan but he doesn't look like someone from Brendan's darker side. He's about the same height and build as me. That's when it dawns on me who he is, Macca, Eileen's nephew. I can barely see straight, if he thinks he can just come swanning back in and have Brendan he's wrong. I slide my hand down Brendan's arm just so he knows I'm here for him and I almost drop on the spot when Brendan interlinks our fingers. He does it in bed sometimes but he's not the type of guy to walk round the village holding hands. I can't help but squeeze his hand a bit.

"She won't want anything to do with you, and neither do I so just fuck off back to the ferry and go home"

Macca says he'd like to find out from Cheryl himself, then he turns and walks back down the stairs and out of the club.

Brendan turns to face me and strokes the hairs away from my forehead saying "so that was Macca". I know that I have to man up and not let it bother me that this guy has slept with my Brendan so I smile at him and lean up to give him a quick kiss. He smiles at me and I laugh. I can't help myself and say, "Thank fuck your taste in men has improved". He grabs me and kisses me and when he pulls away he says, "let's go home Steven".

We lock up the club and make our way back to the flat, he says he's going to have to warn Cheryl that Macca's here but when we get in the flat is in darkness. He decides to wait until morning to tell Cheryl, there's no point in waking her. So we go off to bed.

I get up and dressed early the next morning cause I've got to open up the deli. I love that I have stuff here at Brendan's so I don't have to go home before my shift, it makes me feel like we're a normal couple, well as normal as we'll ever be, I mean I am going out with Brendan Brady. That thought makes me smile.

I set up the deli and it's a really quiet morning so I leave Barney out front to serve the customers and I stay in the kitchen sorting the food for some client's 40th birthday party. Barney comes through and says there's some guy wants to talk to me so I wash my hands and head out front.

It's Macca.

He looks at me like he would quite happily jump over the counter and throttle me. I can tell just by looking at him why here's here. I mean here in Hollyoaks. He doesn't want to catch up with Cheryl, he wants Brendan and I can promise you that's not going to happen.

I try to keep calm and ask how I can help him. He asks if we can talk so I walk over to one of the tables next to the window and sit down. He follows me and sits with his back to the door. He doesn't speak and it's really awkward. I'm not going to break the silence, even though it's really hard for me to not talk. I ask Barney to bring us a couple of coffees.

Macca continues to look at me and says, "So have you known Brendan long?"

I try to stop the smile that crosses my face and say, "what's it to you?"

He tries to tell me that Brendan will never admit he's with me and that he's trouble. Now I can't help the smile that crosses my face because when I look up Brendan and Cheryl are standing behind Macca, Brendan looks like he wants to kill him but its Cheryl who speaks first.

"So Brendan says you wanted to catch up with me but that's obviously a load of shit"

Brendan walks round the table and leans down to kiss me. He makes a show of it, licking into my mouth and groaning slightly. I continue to deepen the kiss – anything I can do to help, right. As we break away I can't help but look at Macca, he looks like the floor has been ripped out from under him. He obviously didn't know that Brendan was out, like publicly out.

"Go home Macca, there's nothing here for you anymore, and you can't get between me and Steven, it's not going to happen, so just leave yeah".

Brendan throws some money on the table and tells him that the money should cover his ferry. Macca stands up and storms out leaving the money on the table.

Cheryl can't help but smile at us; she gets like that when Brendan shows his softer side and kisses me in public.

I lean up to give Brendan another kiss, then he cups my face in his hands and asks what else Macca had said. I tell him he said nothing really, he was just silent and stared at me for ages then, well he heard the rest.

"Well we night have to see him again, will you be ok with that?"

I ask why and it turns out that it's Brendan's oldest son's birthday and he's having a party. Brendan wants me to go with him. I can't help the butterflies in my stomach, this is huge. He wants me to meet his kids and his family. Obviously Macca is Eileen's family so he might be there, but right now I am on cloud nine and I really don't care if he's there or not. Brendan wants me to go with him.

I'm going to Dublin again, this time with Brendan, I can't wait.

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