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straight to the bathroom. After a two minute shower, that beat even her own record of three minutes,she wraps herself in a bathrobe

THAT

retching her arms, she opens one eye, looks at her cherry red alarm clock and yelps. Of course she slept throug

dly lines her eyes with mascara, she digs out her phone, credit card and keys from her fanny pack and step out of the apartment still buttoning he

ther hand. "You're late." Noel, her boss says as soon as she steps into the backroom, he's standing in the middle of the room, his

n hour late." " It won't happen again." She assures him. "Cross my heart and hope to die." She

asks, batting her eyes at him, hoping to get him to change the topic. " Stop trying to distract me." He snarls.

have to eat all this by myself then." She says. " No you don't." Noel snarled, grabbing her hand before she could set down the macchia

later, Evie has the last donut in her hands and Noel is ready to leave. " Remember." He tells her as he shrug

ica. " Or twice." She admits under the force of his glare. " Well don't do it again." He admonishes. " You

you." He tells her. " I'm worried about me, who do you think is gonna get stuck paying your hosp

The last time she sprained her ankle in a bar brawl, he took her home and burnt his hand making her dinner.

ng the locker behind her, she takes out the tight black t-shirt with the bar's logo and replaces it with her shirt, taki

seconds, Drew's gonna have my hide." She adds. " Good night Evie." Noel tells her. " It's more like good

erry dance someday." He murmurs, before fishing out his keys and heading home to the w

ar. " Are you sure?" She asks slyly. " You and your apron make quite the picture."

w he always manages to get such nice things on a bouncer's salary never ceases to amaze her. This is LA thou