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[celestialdragon]

I giggle and roll over to look at you. "There's one problem with me being a mini Taylor Swift, sunshine- I can't sing," I tell you with a smile. "And you can't have a country/western night without singing those songs"

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"We can get a DJ dear," I say. "You just have to look cute in boots."

 

[celestialdragon]

"That ain't the way it's done, sweetheart," I say. "No one is going to want to hear a DJ for a country western night. They're gonna want to hear live singing. It's just the nature of what is done." I smirk. "I can look cute in boots, but you can put that voice to use."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I laugh. "Oh no," I say. "Forget it. "

 

[celestialdragon]

I laugh with you and get up to wrap my arms around you. "Well, I ain't the one singing," I tell you. "And no, I will not torture you with mine."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"So no cute boots?" I ask, fake pouting and giving you a tiny kiss.

 

[celestialdragon]

I give you a bigger kiss. "Not unless you want the entire bar to leave because of my bad singing," I tease.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I slap your ass. "No fun," I say as I dump you over on the bed and get up to get something to drink from downstairs.

 

[celestialdragon]

I giggle and wait for you to come back upstairs with your drink. When you do I giggle even more. "Unless you want to hear me sing?" I ask. "I mean, you sang to me, albeit unwillingly."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I raise an eyebrow. "Are you serious? Is it going to be awful?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"I think so," I say honestly. "I mean, I never did much singing or anything, just with friends and they told me I was awful."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I laugh. "I'm not putting you on stage. We can hire a country band."

 

[celestialdragon]

I wipe my forehead in mock relief and giggle.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"But I expect mini Taylor at the hostess stand." I sit beside you and turn on some football.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Deal," I say, curling up and laying my head on your lap. "I can do that."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Three weeks later, the bar is outfitted to look like the inside of a barn and kegs have been set up behind hay bales surrounding the dance floor. The band is setting up and doing sound checks that actually sound great, and I have managed to find some boots and a cowboy hat of my own, which I wear over a blue bandanna tied around my head. Riley is working the bar, and despite being assigned to the kitchen, Scott looks like the County Sheriff in a ridiculous cowboy outfit and giant hat. I am working on setting up a mechanical bull in the back pit area, and figure you'll arrive any moment.

 

[celestialdragon]

I soon arrive, looking like Taylor Swift, as you requested, and I saw Riley give me a death glare as I walk back to where you are. "Hey there, stranger," I say in a soft, Southern drawl, trailing my finger down your spine. I have on a cowboy hat of my own, torn up jeans and a plaid flannel shirt, tied in a knot under my breasts, and I wore some boots of my own. "Care to give a girl a kiss?"

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Hey baby," I say, kissing you. "You look cute," I tell you. "Have you seen Scott?" I smirk. "He looks like Boss Hogg."

 

[celestialdragon]

I giggle and nod, kissing you back. "Thanks, baby." I jerk my head over and gently swat at your ass. "I'm going to start working," I tell you. "Love you."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I watch you walk away, my favorite view of you. The crowd picks up quickly, as Donovan has done a good job promoting the event. Around 1am, I haven't gotten to see you much because it has been busy, and you see me near the band talking to someone you've never seen before.

 

[celestialdragon]

I see you chatting someone up, and I figure you were promoting. . . except she was a cute blonde. . . I bit my lip and saunter over to you, bringing back some silverware to Scott and I smile at you. Closing was in an hour, but the bar was close to empty, and I wanted to get a head start so I could get home and be with you.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Hey baby," I say. "You closing down the stand?" I ask.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Yeah, no one's coming in," I say with a peck on your cheek. "Don asked me to start closing up a little early, especially with how Stacy's doing."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"That's fine," I say. "He and Scott are going to close, so let me know when you are done, and we can go." I return to my conversation with the girl standing nearby, and you can overhear us. I tell her that I have had the bar for 8 years, and some more of my background. You don't overhear any mention of a fiancé or being engaged. You notice she laughs hard at dumb jokes that you've heard too many times. And you notice she gets close to my ear to tell me something as the band breaks into a bit louder set. I smile and laugh, and you see my hand on her side as she leans in to talk where I can hear her. I smile and nod, and a few moments later, she and her friend take off to the back pit for drinks and watching people crash off the mechanical bull, as I return to check the keg stations.

 

[celestialdragon]

I finish wiping down what tables I had, and give Don a worried look. I walk over to you. "I'm done, let's go," I say, maybe a bit more firmly than I had to, but I was mad. You were hitting on that girl hardcore, and I wasn't a fan. I kept my face calm, though.