Chapter One

I left the office and shut the door behind me, locking it. I looked at my watch, Dammit! I thought. I won’t be able to make it home, work ran late and it's already 730. Good thing I packed a change of clothes just in case! I have my first shift at Diesel tonight and I'm supposed to be there at 8, but I'm actually really looking forward to that. I've always enjoyed night life...a little too much, really. Even though I am only 21, I have been to my fair share of night clubs, bars and parties. It was something I lived for, something that got me into a lot of trouble once upon a time. My phone rang, bringing me out of my daze and back to reality. "Hello?"

"Babe! Where are you?!"

"Oh, I had to stay a bit late. Paperwork. You know how it is."

"Kay, well get home! I got off early and thought we.."

"I start at Diesel tonight."

"Tonight?!"

"Yes! I told you this morning AND I left a little sticky on the fridge." He groaned, just now remembering. For a cop, he was pretty damn forgetful when he wanted to be.

"When are you done?"

"I dunno! The place closes at like 230 or something. So I’ll probably be home around 3."

"Maybe I’ll grab the boys and we’ll stop by for a drink."

"Oh hell no!" No way is he starting this! I'm not having him there every night that I'm working. "Jason!"

"What?! Am I not allowed to go to Diesel anymore?!"

"Not while I'm working, no."

"I wanna be there to keep the drunks off yah. Maybe i'll arrest a few." He laughed as I growled under my breath. "Please baby?!" I knew from the sound of his voice that he was making that ridiculously cute begging face that he does. I couldn't help but smile. "I’ll tip you good!"

"HA! It’s not profit when it comes out of your pocket and goes into mine!"

"Come on! I’ll be good."

"UGH! Fine."

"Great! I’ll see you later, then."

"HEY! One more thing...leave Officer Campbell at home, okay? Just be my Jason tonight. I don't need a scene on my first night." *************************************************************
"Chels! Chelsie!" I turned around to see Mike, my boss, coming towards me. He's pretty good looking for a 40-something. He's one of those guys that, no matter how old he gets, he’ll keep hitting on 20 year old women...but he’s not nasty about it. He hits on yah in a classy way...if that's possible.

"Yah, Mike! What’s up?"

"Holly had to leave. I want you to cover her section and Jenna will add your section to hers. You're up on the upper deck now."

"The upper deck?!" The upper deck is VIP! Kara told me that you had to work your way up to get up there and surely I was last in line!

"I know it’s your first night, and it’s VIP and such...but you got this. You’re awesome doll face. Now get up there!" I went up the stairs and looked around. There were 5 tables on the side I had. I made my way to the table of younger guys. There were 4 of them...I wonder who they know to get a table up here.

"How are we doing here tonight, guys?" The first of them had black hair and was wearing a stylish pair of glasses. Next to him was a blonde boy with piercing blue eyes and very defined features.

"Very well! and yourself?" I looked at him and the first thing I noticed was his smile and that he had the nicest set of lips I've ever seen on a guy.

"I cant complain!" My eyes stopped on the last of them and I was immediately caught by his warm, chocolate brown eyes. "Can I get you guys some drinks?" I asked glancing back to that boy and took him in further. God, he had gorgeous hair! It was kind of long...not too long, though. It was perfect. He had that ‘I just woke up’ shaggy look goin on that so many guys try so hard to get. Something about him told me that he didn't have to work to get it. He ran his hand through his hair and smirked a sideways grin at me. He totally just caught me checking him out.

"Why don't you sit your pretty little self down and let me get you a drink." He said as he pulled out a chair. His friends were stifling laughs, trying to be quiet and let him do his thing. Clearly this guy is a flirt. "You look like a Vodka girl...am I right?"

"Tequila, actually." I said, grinning back at him. I can play this game, too.

"Tequila?" He asked, his eyes never leaving mine. All I could do was nod. "Staalsy...what is it they say about girls who drink Tequila?"

"Tequila makes her clothes fall off." The blonde one answered.

"Well...Tequila does, in fact, make my clothes fall off." That got a reaction from all of them. The one with the glasses, who hasn’t spoken yet, was grinning stupidly. I could tell he was feelin the alcohol. The blonde boy he called Staalsy and the one with the gorgeous lips both had their mouths open. "But...not tonight Fabio! I don't drink on the job. So! can I get you boys another round?" They all stared at me for a second, and then the dark haired guy with the glasses finally spoke.

"Yes maam!"

"Excellent!" I said as I turned and began over to the bar. I could feel their eyes burning holes into my back.

Kris’ POV

I couldn't help but watch her as she walked away. She's one of those girls that when she's in a room you cant help but look at her. I watched as she called out her drinks to the bartender. He said something funny because she threw her head back laughing and then smacked him lightly. Clearly the dude had a thing for her...he was grinning to himself like he was the man after making her laugh. Can’t blame the guy though...she’s gorgeous! She glanced back over to the table and as if she could hear my thoughts, her eyes fell right on me and I couldn't look away. "Tanger...Earth to Kris!" Crosby’s voice broke our staring contest.

"Boys...I think I'm in love!" They all laughed and I glanced back to her but she was back to talking to the bartender.

"Tell me again why we don't come here more often?" Staal asked, leaning back to get a look at her.

"I come here a lot! I have NEVER seen her before." Max answered.

"Yah well, I'm sure you don't remember much after drinkin as much as you do Mr. 3500 dollar tab."

"Oh, no! don't start with me Staal! I would have remembered her! And $3500?! I was buying drinks for 4 people that night, not just myself. Maybe if you thought of others once in a while and bought a.." their arguing was cut short as our drop dead gorgeous waitress returned with a tray of drinks.

"Two canadians." She said as she set the drinks in front of Sid and Jordan. "One whiskey sour." That one was for Max. "And last but not least, one rum and coke." She said as she set my drink down on one of those little square napkins. "I put a little extra love in that for yah, Fab." I grinned and looked down as the other guys cracked up laughing.

"I don't believe it! Are you blushing, Letang?! That's pretty tough to do. You should feel special!" I glared at Talbot letting him know that he would pay for that later. She laughed and I swear I could listen to that laugh all day. She put her hand on my shoulder lightly, causing me to look up at her.

"I’ll check on you guys in a little." She turned to leave.

"Sweetheart!" I spoke up. "What's your name?"

"Chelsie." Just as she spoke I heard her name called from the bar. "Duty calls!" She shrugged as she walked away.