Taylor's POV
Running my hands through my hair, I tied my hair back up into its tidy (ish) ponytail that I kept it in for work and checked it in the mirror to make sure there were no bumps. Stifling a yawn, I grabbed my lipstick out of my bag and touched up the red color of my mouth, since this was my first bathroom break all night and it had rubbed away slightly. I rubbed my lips together as I tossed it back into my bag, giving myself one more glance in the mirror before heading towards the door out of the staff room.
"El Travador in the hoouuusee!" I heard Abigail shout out from the bar and smiled to myself, perking up at the fact that my boyfriend was here. He was almost an hour early, but he was like that most of the time; always coming by sooner than he needed to so that he could chat with a few people and watch me work. I didn't get why he loved to watch me work, but it was nice to glance across the bar when I was feeling tired and meet his pale green gaze, knowing I got to go home in his arms.
Pushing through the door, I saw Travis just taking a seat at the bar, saying something to Harry – the bartender. Harry made some joke about 'On the house for our Taylor's favorite guest' and I giggled to myself, coming up next to my boyfriend as he thanked Harry.
"Oh, James came by?" I joked playfully as Travis met my gaze, and he raised his eyebrows, unamused but unable to hold back the tiny smile he gave me.
"Do I have to mark you up again to show this James person who you belong to?" My boyfriend asked and I gave a little laugh as I walked over, pressing a loving kiss to his cheek. He knew I loved him like crazy and was only teasing. God I loved this man.
"Just kidding baby, of course you are my all-time favorite." I reminded him with a coy smile. "Though you know I never mind your hickeys." Travis smiled wider, putting his arm around my shoulders and giving a gentle tug so that I was pulled closer. I let him kiss me, pressing my lips against his in a soft embrace. Then Travis' hand tightened on my body, trying to deepen the kiss, and even though I wanted to, I let out a reluctant sigh and pulled away from him.
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"Nuh uh mister." I wrinkled my nose at him in an amused smile. "I'm at work and you're going to have to be patient cause it's a busy night, and if Tony finds us f*cking in the staff room again, he'll sure as hell fire me. So be patient." I gave a playful pat on top of his head as I spoke, and Travis gave me an unamused smile, but I knew he was trying not to show how much he adored me anyway.
I moved off, taking a tray of drinks off the bar and checking the table number before going to deliver it to the right customers. Adopting a friendly smile, I walked over to a couple sitting in one of our intimate booths and greeted them warmly as I set their drinks down. They thanked me with a smile, and I headed back to the bar to get some more drinks.
"Hey guys!" I smiled at the next little group I walked over to. "I've got two bud lights and a Heineken?"
"Thanks darling." One of the three young men sitting at the high table winked at me. I nodded, leaning over to place the drinks on the table. "You know you're a real pretty one." The guy smiled warmly, and I flinched when I felt his hand slide onto my lower back before dipping down over my ass.
"Hey." I stepped back. "What are you doing?"
"Oh come on darling, customer's always right." The guy winked a second time at me. "Take a joke."
"Take a joke?" I stuck my hand on my hip. "Don't touch me."
"Oh loosen up, I thought you pretty blondes like you were supposed to be fun."
"You touched my ass for no reason!" I snapped at him. "I am just trying to work, and I am not interested in your filthy hands coming anywhere near me!"
