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had thought.
    Instead, I just smirked at Clark, rolled my eyes and shook my head. Safer. Although what did I have to lose now? HE isn’t around. I still refrained.
    “Wow, look at you! Loving the uniform on you babe!” He exclaimed with excited eyes (a bit too excited as his eyes lingered on my chest). “Are you going in early? I need to get over there and discuss some things with Z. I’ll walk with you.”
    I didn’t think I really had a choice. I didn’t see any harm in walking there with him, just as long as he kept his hands to himself. “Yeah, I’m supposed to be there around six.” I told him as I put my dishes in the dishwasher.
    We headed out to Allure, which was only a couple blocks away. Clark was nice and a bit chatty. He was funny too. He joked about the girls that try to get in and some of the douchebags (as he called them) that would flash cash trying to get in. He had some fun stories; we were at Allure before I knew it.
    We were laughing about one of Clark’s stories as we walked in and turned the corner to the bar area. Z sat at the bar chatting with a gorgeous blonde woman wearing the same uniform I was, who stood behind the bar. Z looked amazing wearing the standard red t-shirt under a black dress jacket with dark jeans. As soon as he looked up and saw Clark, his beautiful eyes turned to a glare. I wasn’t sure what that was about, but thought maybe it was what Clark needed to discuss with him.
    Z then glanced at me and his eyes turned much softer as he gave me a once over with his eyes and smiled sweetly. “Wow, the uniform looks fantastic on you.” I blushed and thanked him. He introduced me to the gorgeous blonde bartender, “This is Sandy. Sandy - Izzy.”
    She smiled sweetly at me and held out her hand, “Any friend of Mel’s is a friend of mine. We’re gonna have some fun!”
    Z seemed glad at the pleasantries and said, “I’ll let Sandy get you familiar with the place and behind the bar.” He turned to Clark and in a very unpleasant voice commanded, “You, come with me.” They walked off and I went behind the bar with Sandy.
    She showed me around the back of the bar and how to handle the register which was really easy since it was all computerized, unlike what I used at Smith’s.
    Then she took me on a tour. Allure was basically an old converted warehouse with high exposed ceilings. Starting from the front entrance, the long bar was located to the right, the remainder of the area was a dance floor with scattered high bar tables. To the back were several steps leading up to the VIP area and behind the VIP area were three pool tables. It was a very open concept and seemed to allow lots of dancing and mingling.
    Sandy explained that Allure gets a varied crowd, but most are upscale yuppie types, who are great tippers and she mentioned that the design of the uniform also helps! “Mark, our other bartender, should be in shortly,” Sandy told me. My stomach started to churn just hearing that name.
    Fortunately, Mark came in and was nothing like the Mark I knew. Thank God, because I would have seriously had to spend the night in the bathroom dry heaving if he were. THIS Mark was blonde and had a sweet smile. Not devilish . I realized how panicked I had become just from hearing Mark’s name. I gathered all my strength and pushed any thoughts of HIM or Mark away.I was going to enjoy my new life and any thoughts of THEM needed to stop.
    Z came out just as I was getting a rundown of beers on tap and going over the drink menu. Clark walked out shortly after, looking pretty angry and grabbed his bar stool to start setting up at the door. Z called out to me asking if I’d follow him to the office. I excused myself from Sandy and Mark then followed Z.
    I stood in his office facing him and felt that same instant attraction I felt earlier when we first met. My body felt like it was on fire and my heart started to race. I felt flushed just standing there. He didn’t say anything at first,