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Amelia's POV

I walked into my job building. My hair was tied back and my uniform a rather skimpy tank top and short black shorts was covered by my leather jacket.

I walked to the bar and got behind the counter.

"Hey Amelia." A voice said and I smiled at my co-worker Noah. His jet black hair hung in his burgundy eyes and his silver loopep ring shined on the corner of his pink bottom lip. Tattoos snaked up his arms and his knuckles were marred with long ago heeled scars. "Punching shit too much" he'd explained some weeks ago when I'd brought it up to him. He had a striking "emo" look; like a singer of a rock band. He was also admittedly very attractive, if only he'd keep his damn hair back then you'd always get to see his gorgeously crafted face.

"This song is the shit." He said and I took off my coat and started listening to the music.

He let out a whistle as I put my jacket on the rack.

I glanced at him to find his eyes traveling me. I cleared my throat and he looked up with an innocent expression.

"Are you controlling the playlist?" I asked as I listened to the song screaming some lyrics.

"Nope." He said popping the "p" with a smirk.

"Sounds like your music." I said and began getting out cups and such.

"Yeah, so where ya been at? Haven't seen you in a few days." He said reaching over to grab a towel and his arm brushed mine.

"At home." I said with a shrug.

"Well you missed out yesterday." He said as he poured a man a shot of vodka.

"What happened?" I asked and he gave me a look.

"A group of rouges-that's what they're called right?- came in and got stupid drunk... we could've used some help from a werewolf." He said and I tilted my head.

Yes he knew I was a werewolf as did all my co-workers and boss. Werewolves were accepted among the people nowadays... Humans and weres learned about each other in schools. The history classes had been combined and at some schools you'd take human history as well as werewolf history. Though some of the older generation wasn't taught very well.

"Well it wasn't too bad was it?" I tried to clarify and Noah shrugged.

"They tried to attack Jace, but I managed to make them leave." He said.

"Is Jace okay?" I asked. Jace was another co-worker. He pretty much was the busboy you could say. Tall with curly red hair and bright green eyes.

"Yeah he was fine..." Noah said and I eyed him curiously.

"What about you?" I asked and he pulled his shirt collar to the side to reveal a large bandage on his shoulder.

"The crazy jackass could've killed me." He said and huffed. I examined the bandage and he winced as I touched the gauze.

"Don't touch it." He hissed and I frowned.

"Do you want to know if it'll turn you or not?" I asked and his eyes widened in shock.

He didn't say anything else as I removed the bandage carefully and examined the bite mark. He was fine. Just a nasty bite.

"You're good." I said and he let out a relieved sigh.

I giggled softly and he put the bandage back on.

"This isn't funny Amelia." He huffed and I gave him a soft smile.

"The look on your face was priceless." I said and he frowned, but a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"Funny." He said sourly.

I looked at him and smiled.

"You've got to cut your hair." I said and he frowned.

"Why?" Noah asked and before I could answer I was interrupted.

"Aye missy." Some guy said and I hurried over to him.

"Yes?" I asked him and he smiled and gave me a long eyeing look.

"I'll take one Doggy Style with the rocks." He said and I nodded and started making the beverage.

I was pouring it when he reached out and touched my hair. I stepped back as the asshat tried to grab my breasts. The hell? A growl rumbled in my chest, but before I could do anything an arm laid over my shoulders.

"Touch her again man, and I'll kick your ass... which isn't too bad considering what she'd do to you." Noah spat and slammed the drink down at the guy.

"Now drink your shit and get out." Noah ordered and the guy scoffed and just got up and marched out complaining about "cock blocking" and leaving his drink sitting before me.

"Thanks." I sighed and Noah removed his arm.

"No problem girl." He said and I sighed.

I grabbed the Doggy Style and held it up, "You want this?" I asked and he smirked.

"A doggy style, from you?" He said with a quirked eyebrow and offered a lopsided smirk. I frowned and he chuckled.

"I'm joking, but you know we can't drink on the job." He said and my mouth gaped.

"You do it all the time, don't act all modest now." I said and he laughed heartedly. With quick hands he grabbed the drink and it was gone in mere seconds.

"Thanks." He said and let out a refreshed sigh.

"Dumbass." I chuckled.

"Fleabag." Noah shot back and I gasped, but we both smiled playfully.

"Lice head."

"Ass sniffer."

"Wannabe Edward Scissorhands."

"The fuck? What type of shit... Halfbreed." He said looking offended and confused before firing back with a smirk.

"Man-whore." His smirk faded.

"Whoa whoa whoa, stop, I'm not a man-whore." Noah said and crossed his arms. I chuckled softly.

"Did I hurt you feelings?" I asked smiling and he huffed and leaned closer to me. I felt my cheeks start to burn at his closeness.

"Not at all babe... not at all." He said and leaned even closer. The fuck is he doing?

My heart started pounding as his hand slowly raised up and moved through my hair before he stepped to me almost closing the gap. Suddenly he pulled back and held out his hand.

"You had this in your hair." He said and I blinked and looked in his hand.

Sure enough there was some weird white fuzz, probably a dust bunny.

He gave me a soft pearly smile then turned around to take someone's order....

I locked the entrance doors and sighed. It was one AM and the bar had hit closing time. Noah and I were the only ones left and had begun the task of cleaning up after the drunkards and party people.

I frowned softly as I picked up a wet napkin and threw it away as I rounded up the glasses and such people had just left out.

Some idiot had set a cup on the ground.

I was picking it up when suddenly Noah gasped and it shocked me so much that I nearly dropped the cups.

"Dammit Noah what the hell?" I asked turning around and he was standing on the other side of the room with his hand over his forehead. He was looking at me and was silent for a moment before he spoke.

"Don't bend over like that with those little ass shorts on." He said and I couldn't help, but detect the lust in his voice.

"Uhh-" I said softly and he walked over with a smirk and stopped in front of me.

"Because when you do that it makes a guy just wanna pull you close," he said and gripped my hips gently before pulling my body against his, "and go crazy." He added as he stepped back and left me standing there shocked and admittedly turned on.

"What did I do something?" He asked, but the look in his eyes said he knew very well.

I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore the burning inside of me.

"Shut up." I said, but it came out in a moan. Noah's eyebrows shot up and he grinned.

"Did I make you horny?" He asked and I scoffed. I walked over to the sink and put the dishes inside.

"No." I said in a firmer voice and began washing out some of the cups. My back turned to him as I started with my task.

I heard him laugh as he began sweeping around since Jace wasn't here to do it.

"Sure Amelia... sure." Noah said in an I'm-gonna-get-you-in-my-bed voice and I bit my lip softly as I washed the dishes.

'Our mate screwed around... we could too.' Rain suddenly said and my mouth gaped. That's not what I expected to hear.

'Rain--' I began and felt my cheeks beginning to burn again.

'You know you want too, I give consent. If you want too, I'm down.' She growled playfully and then faded back into my mine leaving me speechless.

I glanced over at Noah and saw him pushing his hair back as he swept under a table. He caught me looking and smirked devilishly. I quickly turned my head back to my work and my co-worker chuckled loudly.

I huffed and continued with the dishes.