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Chapter Six: Casey
-->Leena's POV:
It was official. I was falling head-over-heels in love with Nick. I don't know what happened, or when I started to even like him. And, the worst part was that I had no idea if he even felt the same. He was very kind, yes, but he never really came on to me physically-even though I knew he wanted to. We'd been out the past four days now, talking, sharing, falling asleep with his arm wrapped around me, and I had somehow fallen in deep. With him, I doubt that I'd be a train wreak tomorrow. It was the anniversary of my parents' deaths, and every year I had converted into a total mess. Now though, I was sure, with Nick, I'd be alright.
I had just handed a tequila shot to a customer when the jingle of the door caught my attention. When I looked up it was Nick. He was wearing worn-in jeans and his trademark leather jacket. His hair was messy and looked a little wet, and he had on his ear to ear grin. When he reached the counter he leaned over and placed a kiss on my lips, not caring about any one else in the bar.
"What do you say about ditching?" he asked, taking a seat at the counter.
"I don't get off for another four hours."
"So what?" he smiled. "Technically, since I own this place, you really work for me."
I laughed at that. "I can't just leave. There's only me and one other bartender tonight."
Nick shrugged at my remark. "I still don't get your point."
I shook my head. "Do you always get your way?"
Nick smiled. "Mostly."
Mostly? Please. I knew he did, and he knew he did.
"What about Sean?" Okay, maybe that wasn't the right thing to say. Every time I would mention Sean, Nick would get that jealous gleam in his eyes. It was nice to see he didn't want me to be with another guy, but kind of disgusted me because it was Sean. That would be like being in love with my brother.
"What about him?"
"I can't leave without telling him."
"I'll tell him. Go get your stuff."
My eyes followed his back as he walked away. God, the man could be very demanding. I rolled my eyes and turned around, only to run into Ava.
I wanted to run away. Ever since the day Nick asked me out, Ava had been giving me the evil eye. I mean, I wouldn't blame her. Nick was definitely someone to get jealous over, but sheesh. It was like our kind of friendship was nothing now.
"You know he's just hanging around until you put out, right?" Ava said menacingly. It was as if she wanted to cause trouble.
"Well I guess that's my problem, huh?" I remarked.
"Whatever. I'm just saying that he wants a piece of ass." Ava said, shrugging. "Besides if he didn't want me, what makes you think he'll stay with you? A guy like that will never settle down with a girl like you."
A girl like me? The same thought had been running through my mind since Nick had dropped me home after our date that first night. Why would a guy like Nick want a girl like me? I wasn't as pretty as Ava, or experienced. And I was sure that Nick was definitely experienced. He had to be, the way he looked.
I watched, in silence, as Ava picked up a drink order and left. A few minutes later, Nick came back out with a smile, though it was gone when he saw my face.
