Avery Razorback MC Book 4

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AVERY'S POV:

Something I said that afternoon was basically a key to get me closer to her. She and I did more driving lessons within a week span of time. I got to meet Monica before we went to work that Friday, this time while she was fully awake. She was a lot more talkative.

I got to come over for dinner Sunday night when she had off, and I pigged out on the homemade lasagna. I got to know her a bit more, and we fell asleep on the couch that night, nothing really happening, just cuddling, and then we made breakfast at 0 dark thirty. I took her to work and headed home to finish f*****g sleeping.

I couldn't believe that she woke up that early and stayed at the bar so late. I was dead on my feet most nights after I took her home. I started driving my car to work and let her drive home. she got her practice, and she got a couple nights off here and there.

"Hi there girly." I looked up and over to see a man looking at my girl.

"What can I get you?" She asked, giving him a small smile, but not leaning over the bar like she did with me.

"A side of you and some tasty chocolate sauce." He winked and I glared a hole at his forehead.

"I am not for sale. How about some beer?" She offered and the guy looked her up and down as much as he could and then leaned further towards her.

"Do you guys do belly button shots here?" He asked and she sighed.

"No sir. We're not objects, we're working. And I am not a stripper. I am a bartender. Please order something." She offered him another small smile and if he didn't get to the point, I was f*****g stepping in.

"Come on darling. Why can't you just work with me. Could give you a real big tip. You're younger than most of the girls in here." He winked again and I got out of my seat faster than she could turn towards me for help.

"How about this buddy, tell me what you want." I squared off against him, and he lost his smile and leer very quickly.

"Two fingers of Jack, neat." He told me with a snap of his fingers, and I nodded while rolling my eyes, grabbing the bottle, the tumbler, and then pouring it for him. He handed over the exact change and turned to head to the seats near the stage.

"He always gave me the creeps." I heard her and turned to see her shivering still as he looked back.

"He's been in before?" I asked and she nodded.

"A couple times a month he would come in for a couple days at a time. He always had meetings with Joey. I don't know what they did together, but he always used to touch the girls, Joey would tell them to let him. He would flirt with me... Joey told me to be polite and flirt back." I shook my head and glared at the man who threw a couple dollars on the stage now that there was a woman up there.

"Well you don't have to be polite anymore. Creeps like that don't deserve a smile." I tipped her chin up when she ducked her head, and I kissed the side of her mouth and she gave me a shy smile.

"And what about guys who are my boss and kiss me behind the bar?" She asked and I smirked.

"You feel free to do whatever you want to a guy like that." I told her and she laughed and shook her head lightly before looking around. "You and I have an hour left of work... then I get to take you for a ride... or rather you are driving me around."

"You're spoiling me with all the rides in that nice car. When I get mine, it's going to be an old loud ratty thing." She told me and I smiled. That didn't sound too good to me, but if that's what she assumed she would get in the end, I would let her. If this was going anywhere, long term, she would have access to using my car while I used my bike.

"And what about when you take your driving test? Is that set up yet?" I asked and she shook her head. "Have you taken the written test?"

"No. But my appointment is for next Friday." She told me and I nodded.

"You're ready for it then?" I asked and she nodded happily. "When do you find the time to read up on new laws and vehicle protocols?"

"My friend at the diner, she was telling me about the four times she took it, and the questions she was asked each time that she didn't see. Like there was one about snow, how to park on a hill, who goes first at a stop sign when you stop at the same time." I smiled softly as she went on and on, and I realized, while my first impression of her was that she was quiet and shy, now that we were comfortable, she was a little chatter box.

"Avery!" I heard Marcus shout for me, and I looked up and saw him standing outside the office.

"I'll be back." I grabbed the files and the test results I was going through when the creep came up and started talking to her.

I walked across the club, into the office and sat down. "So, these are the guys doing THC, which I don't think is a fire-able offense as long as they aren't doing it while on duty. These two are on cocaine, and this one, is starting to dabble in heroin." I told him and set the five sheets in front of him and he nodded. "I know a couple guys who will come in from the club and take a job. Probably have to organize a little bit with Razor and get them on payroll and things like that."

"And when were you going to tell me you were messing around with the 23-year-old bartender?" He asked after a moment and I rolled my eyes.

"I am not messing around. I am dating her. Gemma and I are more than just a small little fling." I told him and he pulled out a paper he had under one hand and passed it over. "What is this?"

"It's something for you to sign, and her, so she can't turn around and sue us claiming that you used her as a boss. Basically, a wave of her hand saying that it's mutual." He told me and I sighed. Basically, what you had to fill out when you were involved with someone else in the military.

"Ok."

"I want those before you two leave tonight." He told me and I just sighed. "It's serious Avery-"

"I know. Never thought I would have to fill another ones of these out." I grabbed a pen from the desk we shared and got to writing. I circled the bubbles, signed the bottom, and flipped it over before nodding to him and walking out. I saw her at the bar, filling up a couple glasses of beers for guys who were now watching the stage.

I leaned against the side where I usually sit, saw the men kind of sit there, taking their beers when she put them up. She came back over towards me, putting my drink back up for me and I smiled. "I have something for you to fill out. Apparently, that's what Marcus wanted to see me about." I handed it over and she took it, looking at the phrases and she tilted her head at me.

"And this is mandatory?" She asked as she also took the pen and started writing her name.

"It was in the Marines. Here... if you didn't, we would have to stop seeing each other how we have been seeing each other." I told her and watched as she circled, she was completely voluntary in the relationship. She wrote how long it had been going on and signed it at the bottom like I had.

"You had to do that with every girlfriend you had?" She asked and seemed to be digging a little bit for information.

"I was dating someone when I moved up in ranks, I was technically her boss and we had to fill out a form... however that entire relationship was over within a week of filling out this form." I told her and she seemed to want to know more, but there wasn't much more to tell. I had orders, she had a new base to settle into... logic won out and it was over.

"I guess it was a long time ago?" She asked and I nodded.

"So quick and so many years." I told her and she nodded along with it before she handed the pen and the paper back over. "Glad to know you don't feel pressured into being around me." I took it and she smiled this time before looking around as I got up. I got to the office, heard him on the phone so I walked in silently, waving the paper around before setting it on the desk.

"It's Razor." He told me and moved to put the phone down and then on speaker. I shut the door and listened to Razor give us the names of a few guys looking to pick up extra work Lucien being one of them.

"Hell, if Noelle starts going crazy again, even I will take some hours." Ryan laughed out and shook his head.

"She ok?" I asked knowing she was 8 months pregnant. "She's still mad about Bellamy getting that transfer?" I asked slowly knowing there was some rough few weeks when we took over this place, and it mostly started with Ryan and Bell fighting over the right of Bell to date Ry's little sister.

I started to tell Marcus all about this when Ryan said he had to go. I talked his ear off on how to navigate Ryan and his sister Sienna who he hasn't met yet. Basically, telling him that if they were in the same room to slowly and carefully find a way out of it. That is what I had been doing whenever Tara and Sienna were in the same room. Both of them knew about Tara and I's relationship... and I knew about Si and Bellamy long before anyone else did. If Ryan found out I would be in deep s**t, that's why I hadn't told anyone, not even Marcus.

I heard the music in the club stop and I looked at my watch to see it was closing time. Marcus insisted that we were able to leave when we wanted. I walked out and saw her mopping and I shook my head. I grabbed the extra mop and started helping her. She was fast, but both of us would be breezing through it.

I made sure that she clocked out before we headed to the front. Most of the girls seemed to high tail it out of here, and some of the guys were watching vigilantly now that I had been on their ass about making sure everyone was protected.

"Ready?" I asked and handed over my keys. She took them slowly, hitting unlock a couple times making the blinkers go off. She got in and adjusted all the mirrors and I reminded myself again to get that other setting done so all she has to do is touch the button and everything goes to her specification.

"So, what are you planning on doing tonight?" She asked me and I laughed.

"Watching that movie, you talked about that day. Drop dead Fred." I told her and she smiled and shook her head slightly.

"Do you own it? Because I don't. Last time I watched it; it was on Netflix." She told me and sent me a small smile. "So, it's been like 4 years since I've seen it."

"Haven't found it in stores or online?"

"No, the guy is British... all I find online are their kind of DVDs. The one I got was formatted to their whole system and didn't play on the player I have."

"That kind of sucks." I told her and she nodded.

"Yeah. But it's fine, you can look through all the kid’s movies I have and find a movie to watch." She told me and I nodded back at her.

"Or we can just sleep. You must be tired. If you don't want me to stay, then we don't have to hang out. I got to be with you all night at work." I told her and she nibbled her lip.

"No... I don't mind watching a movie with you." She told me and I just nodded before seeing that the house was coming up. I got out with her and she grabbed my hand as we walked up to her door. She handed me the keys and I made sure it was locked up before we went in.

We watched Felicity walk home, and then she was getting us two waters before she went to look through movies. She took off her shoes, walking around in her black socks, and she sat on her knees, her legs under her. As much as I tried not to focus on her body since we weren't there yet in our relationship, I couldn't help but look at her like that.

She was gorgeous. Blonde straight hair to her shoulder blades, big green eyes. Usually I wasn't attracted to blondes, since Jackie was a dirty blonde, it always kind of reminded me of her. Despite the similarities I see in her, and in Jackie, there was nothing that was going to stop me from going forward with Gemma.

Some of the guys I was friends with always brought up the fact they could never date a chick with the same name as their sisters, and I didn't really think that was a major thing, it was all about looks for me. Or it had been. I watched her put on some movie, and then she got up, got to the couch where I was waiting, and she cuddled in like we have been doing for the past couple days. She fell asleep almost instantly and I kept her close before I was getting tired.

Like the other night I picked her up and put her in her bed, but this time she woke up enough to tell me to stay and just sleep here so the couch doesn't hurt my back. I got mostly undressed, pulling the blankets up and over us both and she kept her back to me, and I spooned her tight until we were both asleep.

And f**k if I didn't have the best sleep since I don't know when.