Blake had just moved to New Orleans. He had called me three days before my match with Violent A and had informed me on the move. He had asked if I wanted to go down and see the house and explore the city, and i gladly obliged. I had needed a vacation lately. My body ached. This break couldn't of had come any sooner.

Blake and I had decided to go to one of the bars in town. The Cajunman's Cave it was called. We walked in, and almost right away, I noticed the cute girl behind the bar. The babyface turned me on, as she caught me staring at her. I chuckled to myself and looked down at my feet; shaking my head. I'd have to go introduce myself. I mean, I am Sean Galen.

It had been a long night for me working in this dive that had been my occupational home for the past year. Ever since Daddy had chosen his new wife over me and kicked me out, I had to make a living. So it was to be The Cajunman's Cave that I could get a job. I applied for cleaner and more respectible jobs but all anyone ever saw in me was some poor little rich girl who was spoiled and didn't know how to work. If only they knew what I had been through, the sort of hell. On this night though there was an atmosphere of something different and it was at that time I saw him for the first time. A very good looking man who seemed very familiar to me; who he was, I had absolutely no idea. He was coming my way though as I was pouring shots of Southern Comfort to our regulars. I tried to keep my composure and seem at ease but there was just something in his eyes that made me quiver with nervousness.

After we had gotten our seats, I walked over to the woman I had looked over when I had first gotten there. She was pouring shots of Southern Comfort. She had this "girl next door" look to her. Extremely attractive, and I could tell that she was checking me out as I walked over. I reached the bar and introduced myself.

"Hey there. Could I have a glass of vodka, and a glass of Crown Royal on the rocks? By the way, I'm Sean."

I looked at him as he had said his order and then his name. His eyes gazed at me so intently that I just knew he wasn't just undressing me with his eyes. No he was trying to get into the depths of my mind. I wanted to blush in fact more then that I wanted to crawl under the bar counter and hide myself. I never did well under pressure especially when a man, a very attractive man was interested in me. I looked at him after pouring the shots and began to take out the bottles that would be needed to serve his drinks.

"I'll get those to you right away and my name's Hannah.", she relpied.

Oh god was she sexy. She just seemed so innocent. And her voice; it was so soft and sweet. This girl seemed like an angel, and I was the devil. But I could tell she wanted a bad boy. She needed one. A guy who could keep her on her toes; give her the excitement she desperately needed in her life.

"So is it always this busy in here? Heh, I can only imagine the amount of times a good looking girl like you gets hit on by scumbags."

"More then I care to think about. It's pretty much like this every night though and if it isn't the same jerk over and over again it's a brand new one. What can I say, it's a never-ending cycle."

I said to him but I couldn't help but smile. Usually I was very shy around customers, especially the ones that hit on me but him... He was too sexy not to be instantly attracted to. I poured his glass of vodka and slid it over to him. I then poured the glass of Crown Royal on the rocks and slid that over to him. I offered him one last smile.

"Well here's your drinks, I probably better get back to work.", she said.

"Thanks, I appreaciate it. Before I get back to the table, how about you do a shot with me? Don't worry it's on me."

I threw her one of my patented shit eating grins. It was weird because with Hannah, I wasn't worried about getting my dick wet. Her innocent look is what attracted me. I decided that before I left the bar tonight, not only would I be shit faced, but I'd have Hannah's number.

I couldn't help but smile coyly at him and nodded. I poured a short of tequila for myself and also for him. I wasn't a big drinker which is sort of ironic considering my profession, but I guess something was just telling me to do it. I slid the shot of tequila over to him and got the one for myself. I lifted my shot glass up and smirked at him.

"All right bottoms up.", she exclaimed.

We both took the shot, and I put my glass down second before she did. The face she made after taking it told me she didn't often drink. For some reason I found that to be attractive. She truly was one of a kind. I knew I should've came to New Orleans long before this. I figured I'd let her get back to her job, before she started getting bitched at by what seemed to be her regulars. I'd surely be back up to see her. I took my wallet from my back pocket and pulled out a one-hundred dollar bill.

"Theres for the drinks. You can keep the change. I'll let you get back to your regulars before tey start bitching. I'll be back up."

I smiled at her again as she smiled back. Our eyes locked for a moment, which seemed like forever. I then walked back to the table with Blake.

I looked at the hundred dollar bill in shock. My smile soon evaporated as I wasn't quite sure what to think. What exactly did he want from me? I shook my head and was sure I paled a bit in the face. In fact I know I went pale because one of my fellow barmates looked at me and asked if something was wrong. I shook my head and rang up the drinks that he had ordered earlier. I didn't feel right in keeping such a large tip. I came up with about eighty-five dollars to hand back to him. I left from behind the counter and walked over to his table. I put the eighty-five dollars on the table and looked at him, the smile gone.

"I'm sorry Sir but I can't keep that much money. I rang you up for your drinks and that is as much as I will do."

I then turned before he could utter a single word and walked back to my post. I knew what he wanted because it was what they all wanted from me; sex. Well this was not going to happen, even though I found him so attractive. I got back behind the counter and began taking orders again but all the while I felt him watching me.

I turned back to hear her say she couldn't take the rest of the change, but before I could insist that she kept it, she walked off, taking another order. I smiled to myself realizing her game of hard to get. I walked back to the table with a large smile on my face, with a plan. I sat down, placing Blake's drink in front of him, and mine in front of me. I pulled a pen from my pocket and scribbled my cell phone on to a ten dollar bill. Next time I was to go up, she'd be getting my number whether she liked it or not.

"What are you all smiles about Sean?"

"You see that girl up there Blake? I just met her, and already I'm extremely attracted. I promise you before this night is over, we'll be more than just aquaintances. She'll be coming back to Florida with me."

"Yeah, well i'll believe it when I see it."

I glanced at him as I went back to the bar counter. As I glanced at him I noticed him scribble something down on what appeared to be a ten dollar bill. I didn't know what it was and frankily I didn't want to know. I felt in my gut if I spent too much time with that man then I would end up traveling down a road I ought not to. Yes he was good looking and I would have loved to of made love to him in an instant, but I wasn't that type of girl. In fact I was still a virgin, yes there was that one incident a year ago but it wasn't my fault. It was as this point the memories of that dark night last year came back to me and started flooding my mind.

I didn't want to remember but it was so hard not to. I needed a moment to collect myself so I asked Sherri if I could take a breather and go outside. She agreed, knowing exactly what was wrong. I grabbed my jacket as the weather was unbelievably cool for The Big Easy and walked outside. I threw on the jacket, walked to the alley beside the building that was well lit, and leaned back against a wall. I breathed a sigh of relief and pressed a hand to my forehead which was burning up from all of the excitement that evening.

"I'll be right back Blake."

Where are you going now?

"I'm going to finish what I started."

I saw her walk out from behind the bar and go outside through the backdoor. I decided that I needed to go and have more of an indepth conversation with her. Let her know I was attracted. I walked towards the bar and followed the same way she had gone out.

"I hope it wasn't something I said or did."

She jumped as I spoke to her, and she stared straight at me, ple as hell, as if she had seen a ghost.

I looked at him and shook my head, feeling my stomach churn with nausea. I turned so that the side of my body was leaning against the brick wall. I crossed my arms against my chest and took a small step forward so that I would be in the light.

"It's...not you it's just been a rough night. Wait what am I saying it's been a rough year, incredibly rough. I can't wait for the day that I can get the heck out of this place and do something I actually enjoy that doesn't leave me feeling sick to my stomach every night I walk home."

I didn't know why I was admitting so much to him, I guess in some ways I felt comfortible with him though I wasn't sure why.

Things were changing.