Where We Belong

Chapter 37

Taking my bag from the back seat I searched through it making sure I had money. Cleaning up my face I took a deep breath before getting out. Guess having a drink was on the cards. Strolling around I almost did a happy dance when I found a wine bar. Walking inside I looked around before finding a seat in the corner by a window. Taking the menu out the stand I was about to open it when a glass was placed infront of me.

"I didn't order this" I said frowning, was I missing something?

"It's from the gentleman at the bar ma'am" He said giving me a sweet smile. "Can I get you anything to eat?".

Ma'am?

Glancing over the first thing I noticed was the clean cut suit. Hm of course this was a fancy nancy place and here I was sitting in converse and jeans. Now I felt uncomfortable.

"Ma'am are you okay?"

Snapping out of my thoughts I smiled at the kid "Sorry I was in a world of my own, can you take this back for me please" I said pushing the glass slightly towards him. "And I'll have a bottle of La Crema if you have it".

"Certainly" Taking the glass he walked back over towards the bar. Why do guys think they always have the upper hand. A girl walks into a bar and suddenly someone thinks they need to buy her a drink.

Waiting patiently I glanced out the window watching the world go by. "Can I get you anything else?". Looking at the server I shook my head "No thanks".

Thinking over the last few weeks I couldn't wrap my head around how much had changed. I was back in the one place I never wanted to come back to. Yeah I love my job and have met some great friends. Thinking about my family and my dad, my mom having another baby. How they all adapted to living life like they do. How with the pull of a trigger they could shoot someone dead and not think twice about it. Some say if it wasn't for my dad they would be dead, how? They live dangerously everyday, criminals, animals some might say. And now what chance have I got to live my life the way I want to? Looking over my shoulder everyday, making sure I'm not being followed. What kind of life is that to live? Don't get me wrong my relationship with my dad has got a little better but when one thing goes right ten other things go wrong. It's like a game to them, shot one of there rivals and then the other way around. I don't know much about the club, never grew up in it but I know enough to know that being apart of something like this could kill them. Being a member of the MC will kill them.

Love the man love the club

Thinking about what Blaze had said didn't make sense then and it still doesn't make sense now. Love the man love the club? What if that man is sleeping with other girls? How can you still love him then? Maybe I was thinking to much into it but was wanting a real relationship asking for to much? Letting out a deep sigh I poured myself another glass. I wonder if Ally is still at the clubhouse? Did Cage really have it bad after only one night? Hearing a throat being cleared I turned my head to see the guy with the suit.

"This seat taken?" He asked

"Help yourself?" I muttered turning my attention to the window.

"Ava is it?".

That made me turn my head so fast I think I pulled a muscle. How did he know my name? Feeling my blood run cold I watched the smile take over his face "Says it on your pass" He pointed to my neck.

My hospital badge. I forgot I still had that on. "I'm not some stalker, honest" He chuckled.

"And you are?" I asked

"Nate Thomas" He smiled politely holding out his hand. Shaking it I placed my hand back on my lap "Nice to meet you Nate".

"It's very nice to meet you Ava".

Smiling at him I picked up my glass and finished what was in it. "So Nate what brings you here?" I asked needing to fix the uncomfortable silence. I didn't do uncomfortable same way I didn't do awkward.

"To relax, tough day at work and they sell the best wine here" He smiled picking up my half empty bottle "Ah a women with taste. Nice choice". Taking it apon himself he topped up my glass putting the bottle back in the ice bucket.

"What can I say I love a good wine".

"So what brings you here. I haven't seen you in here before" He asked

"I needed some wine" I shrugged "Don't know the city that well and this was the first wine bar I came across".

"Well I'm glad you came in" He grinned "So you work at the hospital?"

"Yup" I replied taking my bottom lip between my teeth. Could say I wasn't in the mood for conversation. All I wanted was to drink my wine in peace.

"Not much of a talker?". This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Was I being rude?

Smiling at him "Sorry just been a rough couple of weeks. What do you do for a living?".

"Work for a storage company, have done since I was sixteen"

"Nice" I grinned. It was nice to actually talk to a normal person for once. Not have to worry about looking around me or walking in on people having sex.

"I'm guessing you're a very independent woman?" He asked completely changing the subject.

"Why would you say that?".

"You declined my drink".

"I thought you were a creeper trying to get into my pants" I said making him burst into a fit of laughter. Did I really just say that? "Sorry. I tend to say stuff without thinking".

"Don't worry about it. I like a girl that has fire in her bones" Feeling the blush take over my cheeks I averted my gaze to my wine glass. Did I seriously just blush over someone that wasn't Blaze?

"I guess I'm just used to taking care of myself" I shrugged "Worked for everything I have".

"Very independent then" He smiled sipping on his drink. Hm a whiskey drinker and hear I thought he was here for the wine. "How long have you stayed here?" He asked his eyes landing on mine. There was something about him, something inside that made me want to trust him. I've known him less than 5 minutes but feel I could tell him anything.

"Couple of months maybe a little longer. Trying to adjust to the city life" I laughed rolling my eyes "Big difference from cali".

"A little girl out to tour the big bad city" He chuckled my eyes falling into slits.

"Little?" I asked raising my eyebrow a smirk playing at the corners of my mouth.

"Compared to me darling everyone is little".

Hearing the word darling made my face fall. Nate was making me forget and for once I was having a good time, I was relaxed. One little word and I was back to thinking about Blaze.

"Was it something I said?" He asked knocking me out of my thoughts. Giving him a small smile I shook my head no. Deciding to put my thoughts of blaze to the back of my head I poured the last of the wine into my glass.

"So what made you move to New York?".

My dad's the president of the most feared MC and a member of a rival MC tried to rape me for revenge.

"Family" I muttered "My moms having a baby, thought I'd get a transfer and move out here so I could help her".

Bullshit Ava!!