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Housemates - Part 10

The Whiskey Barrel

Mackenzie is out looking for love, or just a one night stand and Steve and Eddie, are keeping an eye on their girl- that is when things start to get a little complicated, and lines start to get a little blurry.......

Eddie:

The Whiskey Barrel was fucking hopping, though Saturday nights usually were. Everyone was ready to let their hair down after a shitty week at work, singles were ready to mingle and listen to live music, people were looking to drown their sorrows in the bottom of a shot glass. Saturday nights were my favorite nights. Sure, it could be absolute mayhem, but Shit, the tips were amazing.

I always made sure to dress a little slutty on Saturday nights. Tight Leather pants, combat boots, sleeveless T-shirts that showed off my tattoos, chicks fucking LOVED my ink, loved my "edgy" look. I would even use some of Harringtons hair products to tame my mane, keep my curls from turning into a hot fucking frizzy mess as I ran around behind the bar.

I would most definitely fucking flirt, I mean why not? Sometimes it lead to amazing tips, other times it lead to a wild night of fuckery, I was happy with either.

But this Saturday night things would be a little different,tonight is the night that I finally get to see my roommate Mack let her fucking hair down.

The girl was fucking incredible, cute, funny, sassy- it blew my fucking mind that she was still fucking single. If I was looking to be in a committed relationship I would 120% go after this girl. She deserves a man that will give her everything he has to give, all of the love that he has inside him, at this point I'm just not ready. It is not that I don't want that someday, I'm just so fucking afraid that I would go all in, have this special person be the center of my fucking world than they would fucking break my heart. I saw how broken Harrington was when his ex Nancy cheated on him and I never want to go through that shit.

I looked up from the bar long enough to notice Steve walking in, I nodded in greeting and he made his way over.

" This place is a mad house." He said, squeezing in in front of me. I put a drink down in front of him, knowing what he wanted without him even needing to say a word. " Thanks Munson."

I smiled. " Where is our girl at? Thought she was coming with you?"

" Robin is there, they are getting ready together. You know how Buckley gets to talking, sometimes she can't do two things at once so I figured I would come ahead and scope out the situation." Steve took a sip " Whatta we got tonight?"

" For you or for Mackenzie?"

" Both."

" Just remember we are in this together. We promised we would take care of her."

" I know, I know." He took another drink." There is just something about her going home with some random guy, it just fucking doesn't sit right. She deserves better than to be just another number to some asshole-"

I shook my head." But it's ok for you? Dude we do it all the fucking time-"

" But we are respectful -"

I leaned forward and dropped my voice down low." You need to be supportive and non judgemental and let the girl do what she needs to do to get a piece of ass. God damn, she deserves it. You couldn't go as long as she has, there is no fucking way-"

" Excuse me, Bartender!" I look over and see that I am being summoned at the other end of the bar. I quickly go down and take drink orders, turn them around in record time, hand them over with a wink and a smile and continue to work my way back to the other end of the bar where Stevie is looking lost in thought.

" It's not that I don't support her, I don't want to see her get hurt."

" Neither do I. But she is a big girl and we have to respect her decisions. She isn't doing anything wrong."

" I know. I'm just trying to protect her."

" That's why you are here, if there is a fucking weirdo, you will take care of him."

" Yeah."

" So sit back and relax Harrington. Your not exactly exuding a fun loving guy vibes, more like broody, serious vibes. I'm going to get back at it here, gotta make that money." He just nodded and I got back to business.

" What can I get ya doll?" I smiled. The woman was a cougar if I had ever seen one, and that is never a bad thing, I have had my fair share of older women and I fucking loved them. They were confident, knew exactly what they fucking wanted, and how they wanted it. There was no fucking guess work. This particular cougar however, look like she had been ridden hard and put away wet, but good for her for putting herself out there.

" I'll take your number handsome." She smiled, her leathery skin (most likely from years of tanning when she was younger)stretching over teeth that had bright red lipstick smeared across them.

I smirked." You look like trouble to me Sweetheart, I don't think I could keep up with you." I winked. " What are you drinking tonight Darlin? You look like a gin and tonic girl to me."

" You know you are right! Is that a special talent that you have?" She ran a bright red dagger down my arm." I bet you have many, many talents-"

" Steve!" My eyes flashed up when I heard Robins loud voice." We are here!"

My breath caught in my throat when I saw Mackenzie walk in. "Fuck," I whispered quietly to myself.

Mac looked, damn, the girl looked fucking delectable. Black ankle boots with a heel, skin tight jeans and a halter top that scooped low in the front, not too much, but just enough to give you a glimpse of what lies beneath, and as if that wasn't sexy enough, it was mostly open in the back, nothing but a couple pretty little ribbons were keeping that top together. Jesus Christ. Her long chestnut hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and her face, whatever the fuck she did with her makeup made her beautiful hazel eyes pop.

She looked almost nervous as she followed Robin over to Steve, and judging by the look on his face he had the reaction I did to seeing her in that outfit. He licked his lips as she walked closer and his eyes flashed over to me. I raised my eyebrows as if to say 'Holy shit!" And he nodded.

I heard a sigh," I see I've lost you to pretty young girl in skinny jeans."

I blinked, snapping out of it." I'm sooo sorry Sugar-"

The cougar chuckled." If I were a man I would be staring too. She's a pretty little thing-"

" She's my roommate.I have no business looking at her the way I just did." I busied myself making her Gin and Tonic.

" Honey, if there is even a slight spark between the two of you I would say go for it. Have your fun now, your only young once. When I was your age I was beautiful, got all the guys and had the time of my life. Now I've turned into a wrinkly old woman with dyed hair and saggy boobs that hits on attractive young bartenders for her cheap thrills. But I will tell you what,I don't regret a damn thing."

I smirked and set the glass down in front of her. " Can I be straight with you?"

" Of course Honey."

" Despite my hardcore, edgy exterior, I'm actually terrified of rejection and heartbreak."

" Aren't we all?" She drank half of her drink in one gulp." The thing is though, you could be missing out on something amazing all because you didn't dare risk it. That is something that you will regret. And as horrible as heartbreak is, you get through it. You can learn and grow from it."

I nodded. I knew she was fucking right." You know Darlin, I'm usually the one giving the advice. It's kind of nice to get some of my own. " I closed my hand around hers and winked .

She laughed." You are nothing but trouble, you know that? I bet a lot of win over a lot of women with that wink and your dimples."

I flashed her a toothy grin. " I don't have any idea what you are talking about."

The cougar smiled . " I think you do." She finished her drink than laid money down on the bar, more than enough to cover the drink, and a hefty tip as well. " Well cutie, as much as I would love to sit here and stare into your brown puppy dog eyes, I need to mingle."

" Absolutely, I wouldn't want to keep you from missing out on any potential suitors-what is your name Doll?"

"Darlene."

I picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles." It has been an absolute pleasure talking to you Darlene."

" And you as well-"

" Eddie."

" And you as well Eddie." She pinched my cheek. " If I were only 20 years younger...."

" In a heartbeat."

She laughed as she walked away.

My attention turned immediately back to Mac, who now had a smile on her face. Thank God. I served my way back around the bar until I was standing right in front of my friends.

" Good evening ladies! Welcome! "

I watched as their attention shifted from Steve to me and my stomach did fucking somersaults when Mac's smile widened.

" It's nice to finally see you in action Munson. " Mackenzie leaned forward on the bar and I had to use every fiber of my being to not look down her shirt. Jesus Christ, what the fuck was wrong with me tonight? She's my friend, she's my friend -

"Saw you charming the pants off some old lady over there." Robin smirked.

" Oh, you mean Darlene? Yeah we are tight."

I pulled out two shot glasses from under the bar, than grabbed some top shelf Tequila flipping the bottle in the air and catching it with ease. Mac gasped and Robin cheered. I ran a lime around the rim, dipped it in some rock salt and poured out two shots for the ladies, garnished them with the limes and slid them over.

" Let's start the night off with a bang." I smirked.

Mackenzie smiled. "It's almost like you want to get me drunk Munson."

" I want to see you get fucking wild."

" I can't get too wild, the point of me coming out tonight was to find a guy, right? I still need to have my wits about me if I'm going to get laid."

"Of course. Just loosen up a little."

"You are trouble."

" It's not the first time I have been called that tonight." I smirked." Down the hatch Sweetheart."

I watched as she picked up the glass, took the lime off, licked the salt, slammed back the shot and sucked on the lime. I noticed one eyelid flutter at the sourness of the lime and it was absolutely adorable.

" Like a fucking champ! Thats how you do it!" I smiled at her and she beamed.

Robin and Steve cheered, than Robin followed suit, slinging her shot back.

"Woo! Holy shit!" She exclaimed." Now it's Margarita time!!"

" I will set you ladies up before I get back to business." I quickly got to work assembling their drinks than delivered them with a wink . "Enjoy."

They both smiled and then they were off, making there way to the band in the corner of the bar.

I watched as heads turned in their direction as they walked by, and honestly I kind of felt what Steve described earlier. Like seeing the men ogling her, it kind of pissed me off. I needed to get over myself. It really wasn't any of my fucking business. I turned to Steve. "Keep an eye out for fucking creepers Kay?"

" You got it boss." He nodded and sat arms crossed over his chest

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The night was flying by in a blur, I was fucking running behind the bar with my coworkers , making drinks, making small talk, keeping an eye on my friends.

The girls, multiple margaritas in, were dancing on the dance floor, footloose and laughing. I smiled as I watched my roommate sway and move to the rhythm of the music, watched her cut loose, she was relaxed and fucking giddy and every time she would come up to the bar the smile on her face, the way her bright eyes crinkled in the corners and her fucking dimples, fuck, made my stomach do flip flops.

" Excuse me barkeep," she smiled and leaned across the worn wood," Would you mind fetching me another glass of the magic elixir you call a Margarita? "

" For you m'lady, it would be my honor and privilege." I bowed dramatically and she giggled, it was so fucking cute. It sent Robin into a laughing fit, not as cute, infact she sounded more like a hyena than anything.

" Awww Eds, you're the best! "

After I delivered the beverages I watched them go back out and dance, and that was when I saw the men approaching them. My stomach tightened.

I watched as a guy with a smug smile and backwards baseball cap walked up to Mackenzie, and started chatting. She was engaging in conversation, didn't seem uncomfortable with his lame ass attempts at flirting, so I turned my attention back to the task at hand, figuring Steve had a grasp on the situation.

From time to time I would look up from what I was doing to check on our girl, make sure that she was doing alright, knowing that Robin was also there to keep an eye on her, and even though Robin wasn't interested in the man that approached her she still carried on conversation. Steve, sat brooding towards the back of the bar , observing , clearly having a hard time watching as the man with the backwards hat danced,no he was not dancing, he was grinding into Mackenzie, but she didn't seem to mind.

" He looks like an Asshole."

" I'm not disagreeing, " I sighed. This was fucking rough, what the fuck were we going to do when she got an actual boyfriend? " But remember Harrington we are here to support her. We knew that this was going to happen."

" Look at the way he's pawing at her!"

" He's literally running his hands up and down her arms, I wouldn't call that pawing. She seems to be digging it, if she didn't she would give us a sign."

Steve sighed. " This is fucking hard to watch."

" I don't love it either, but she is our friend and we need to be here for her Steven, remember? She is a grown woman."

" Yeah , yeah ,yeah." He finished his drink than nodded."Look, they are heading this way."

Backwards baseball cap and trusty sidekick were walking straight towards us while the ladies headed off to the direction of the women's restroom.

" Did you see her fucking tits in that shirt? And that ass..." Hat man strolled up to the bar a cocky smile on his face as he talked with his buddy." I'm gonna be smacking that sweet ass tonight-"

Fucking Asshole. I forced a smile on my face. "What can I get for you?"

" I'll take a Heineken, and what the fuck was she drinking? "

His friend chuckled." Did she even have a drink in her hand? I was too busy staring at her rack. "

I clenched my jaw, out of the corner of my eye I saw Steve start to stir.

" Fuck it, just give me something fruity. She's feeling pretty fucking good and probably won't notice a difference anyway." He smirked.

" I, uh , believe she has been drinking margaritas. " I commented, grabbing his beer out of the cooler and grabbing another glass for Mackenzie.

" Whatever. Just as long as it makes her slutty-" Backwards hat and his friend laughed.

It was then that Steve piped up. Oh fuck.

" Trying to take advantage of a drunk girl? That's real cool."

" Who the fuck are you? "

" Steve-" I warned.

" I'm a guy that wouldn't fuck around with someone that isn't thinking clearly."

" Fuck you, she fucking wants it, shaking her ass and her tits around like that. She's a fucking dirty girl.I'll fucking give it to her, all fucking night long-"

" Don't fucking talk about her like that Man." I could see the flash of anger in his eyes.

" Steven-" I warned again, though I wouldn't mind popping this fucker right in the nose myself.

" You know her? "

" Yeah, she's my friend, I don't appreciate hearing you talk about her like that, she's a nice girl ." Steve huffed.

This was not good, so fucking not good. I looked over to our man by the door and locked eyes. Not that I wouldn't fucking jump in if need be, I was fast and scrappy, had been in plenty of fights, even won some too, but these guys were fucking built. Fucking muscleheads.

Backwards hat smirked and got in Steve's face ,"Even nice girls like to fuck nasty. I bet she can get really fucking nasty, the nice ones always do-" at this point he was clearly egging him on. I could tell Steve was on the verge of losing it, and that didn't happen very often.

" Look Asshole, why don't you and your fucking friend take a hike. " I motioned to the door.

" He fucking started it. Had to butt his fucking nose in where it didn't belong-" the friend said.

" And I'm fucking ending it. Leave now or I will have Mickey over there by the door, escort you the fuck out."

" Wha-whats going on here?"

We all turned and saw Mackenzie, eyes wide staring at all of us, a confused look on her face, Robin was standing beside her looking thoroughly amused.

" You wanna know what happened? Your 'Friends' here decided to stick their noses into a conversation that was none of their business."

Mackenzie looked from the man with the hat to Steve , then her eyes settled on me.

" Is there a problem here?" Mickey the bouncer slowly walked over assessing the situation.

" No," I shook my head." I believe these two Fuckheads were just leaving." I smiled widely at them.

If looks could fucking kill... didn't matter, I wasn't scared of them.

Baseball cap guy walked up to Mac and both Steve and I were ready to move, " Next time you go out looking for someone to fuck, don't bring your fucking boyfriends." He tilted up her chin,"It's a shame, we could have had a really good time together."

She backed away and we watched as the two assholes finally left the building.

I let out a deep breath, saw Steve finally sit back and relax. I poured him a shot of whiskey, watched as he downed it the instant I set it down in front of him. "Fuck."

Steve nodded." Fuck."

" What the fuck?" Robin asked, plopping onto a bar stool, Mac sitting at one beside her. "What the fuck happened in the short time we were in the bathroom?"

Steve waved his hand." Nothing."

" That was not fucking nothing!" Again Mackenzie's eyes flicked from Steve to me .

" The...douchebag that you were... cozying up to was saying some rather... Unsavory and crude things about you Sweetheart. Steven here called him out on it, some words were exchanged between the four of us and they left under their own free will. "

" Unsavory things?"

" No need for us to elaborate Dollface. Problem solved."

We watched as tears filled her eyes."You guys were going to fight for me."

Steve got up and put a hand on her bare shoulder. "Don't cry Mac, tonight is supposed to be a fun night-"

Robin leaned in and whispered." She always gets emotional when she drinks tequila. Tonight she didn't go overboard, probably a good thing. Once she does it's too late, she would have let that guy take her home, she would have been crazy , dancing on tables first but she would have gone home with him. And from the sounds of it, from what you guys are saying about this guy,she would have regretted it. I know she says that she doesn't care, that she is fine just hooking up but I know she would have regretted it. Thanks for looking out for her "

I nodded." Of course, she's the best." I watched as she hugged Steve, he wrapped her up protectively in his arms.

When she pulled away she looked at me, those big beautiful eyes fixed on me. " Thank you."

" That's what friends are for Princess." I gave her my most genuine smile and she smiled back."There she is, there is our beautiful, happy girl."

She sighed." He was so nice to me."

" Yeah, he was putting on a show for you, if he had been his true self you wouldn't have gone near him. Fucking Penisface."

Mackenzie laughed. " Think I could have another drink? Not quite ready to let go of this buzz yet."

" Sure thing Angel." I made her another drink. "There are other fish in the sea Sweets, go back out there."

" I'm fucking done with trying to find love tonight. I have found love, right here in this glass. A marg has never broken my heart. And I've got to say, damn, you make an amazing Margarita Munson."

" Thank you Darlin."

" Come on Kenzie, come dance with me! The night is still young! If guys come around we will tell them to fuck off!" Robin pleaded.

" Go on , get back out there!" Steve encouraged.

She finished her drink and let Robin drag her back to the dance floor.

Things finally started to calm down behind the bar, the Saturday night rush was close to over, the band had left and the crowd was starting to thin out. My co-workers were all starting to clean up the aftermath and I stayed behind the bar just in case for stragglers.

Harrington was flirting with a pretty woman that had come up to him shortly after the 'incident' with the assholes. She had seen and overheard the whole thing and told Steve that she thought he was sweet for standing up to the assholes and sticking up for his friend. She admired his bravery. He got major brownie points for that, and they really seemed to be hitting it off. Looks like Harrington was going to be the only one getting lucky tonight.

I wasn't getting as much action tonight, plenty of flirting of course, I wasn't expecting much considering Robin and Mack hanging out at the bar quite frequently but that was fine. I was glad that they were finally having a good time.

I could tell that Robin was starting to wind down, she had switched to water a while back and was starting to sober up. Mac on the other hand was still blissfully tipsy, a silly smile on her face. She deserved so much better than to be alone. She deserved love, and passion, thought finding someone that was good enough for her would be the hard part.

" I think I'm going to head out of here, I have had enough excitement for one night." Robin smiled." Hey Ken, want me to take you home?"

I watched as she twirled the straw around her water, and shook her head. " I think I'll stay a little longer. "

" Are you sure?"

" Yeah, we got her Rob. Don't worry, she will get home safe and sound. It's almost quitting time anyway." I reassured.

Robin looked at her watch and nodded, went over and gave Mack a hug." Coffee tomorrow?"

" I'll probably need it!" She hugged Robin back.

" Call me when you get up!"

" I will, promise!"

"Goodnight Munson."

" Goodnight Buckley."

She smiled then headed out waving goodbye to Steve on her way.

"How are you feeling Princess?" I leaned across the bar in front of her.

She smiled." I'm good, thanks to you guys." She sighed. "For a little while there I was almost excited. When Josh, his name was Josh you know, was leading me around the dance floor with his hand on the small of my back, when he was close behind me, dancing, I almost forgot about what it was like to be lonely, ya know?"

I traced my finger along the pattern of wood grain on the top of the bar. " I know exactly what your talking about."

" But your never lonely-"

" That's why I'm never lonely."

She searched my eyes. " I just want more. I don't want to jump around. I just want something stable. I don't have the heart for fucking around. Jesus, I'm going to end up a cat lady, I just know it."

I laughed and pat the top of her hand." Don't worry, there is no fucking way I will let that happen- I'm allergic to cats."

She chuckled." I say we make a pact- if neither one of us are where we want to be relationship wise in two years, we start dating. We literally know everything about each other."

I raised my eyebrow at her." You would be able to overlook my shady, promiscuous past?"

" For you I would." She sipped her water and smirked. "Especially since I'm sure you can find a g-spot and a clit without a map-"

I burst out laughing." Jesus Christ Mack! But you know your right, I have always had a good sense of direction."

She narrowed her eyes at me, knowingly." I've gotten that vibe from you. I'll just have to be celebite for two more years, I'll practically be a virgin again...."

" I don't think you will go that long before finding someone babygirl. They just have to be worthy of you. Don't fucking settle." I set a bowl of fresh bar mix out in front of her and winked.

She popped a pretzel in her mouth and pondered.

" So, uh, guys," Steve walked up behind Mackenzie, biting his lip and rubbing the back of his neck." So , uh Julie over there," he wiggled his fingers at her and she smiled." She kinda wants me to go home with her tonight...."

" Your bailing on me Harrington? After everything we've been through tonight? After you scare off the only prospect I had all night? Then reap the benefits of it.That's real nice."

Steve's face dropped." You know your right, we are all in this together. I'll -"

Mackenzie laughed." I'm fucking with you Harrington, relax, go have a grand time. Eddie here will take me home."

I nodded. " As long as you dont mind staying a little longer, I have to close-"

" It's fine. It's not like I'm in a rush to go home to a cold, lonely bed. I can hang out."

" Ok great, so I'll see you in the morning?"

" Bye Steve." We both waved and watched him walk away, a pretty girl on his arm.

We also watched as the rest of the patrons were shoo'd out of the building, the rest of my coworkers grabbed their things and left for the night. I bid them farewell then locked the door behind them to ensure that no one else made their way in.

" Let me help. What can I do?" Mack asked following me around as I grabbed the big push broom.

" You really don't have to do anything Sweetheart-"

" No seriously, what needs to be done?"

"Dishes are done, I'm going to do a quick pass with the broom, wanna wipe down the bar?"

" Sure!"

I glanced up at her as I swept the floor, watched her dance along to the music playing from the jukebox, in her own little world as she sprayed and wiped the bar down. I smiled to myself. If I wasn't careful, I could almost see myself developing feelings for this girl. Like for real. Maybe it was just a culmination of feelings that I have had all along. I looked back to the floor.What, am I going fucking soft ?Pull yourself together Munson.

The next song switched over and I heard a long sigh." I love this song."

I tuned into it, it was "Take my breath away." By Berlin. " Yeah, it's a decent song. I little sappy for me but it's good."

I watched as she bit her lip," Eddie?"

"Yeah Doll?"

" Will you dance with me?"

Fuck. She looked at me with wide pleading eyes and I was a fucking goner." I'll warn you Princess, I'm a shit dancer."

She smiled and ran over to me." Thank you Eddie."

I smiled back and put my arms around her waist. In an instant she had her arms around me, head resting on my chest and we were rocking back and forth to the beat of the music. With the warmth of her soft skin, her scent, the swaying of our bodies, it was almost hypnotic.

Neither one of us spoke, just held each other, and before I knew what I was doing I was pulling her closer, resting my cheek on the top of her head. Eddie Fucking Munson don't you dare sniff her hair, don't fucking do it- fuck,she smells like flowers. Her body is warm and soft and she smells like a goddamn fucking meadow. And now she's cuddling into my neck, humming along to the song. I closed my eyes, turned off my brain and enjoyed the moment.

" Eddie?"

It took me a moment to realize that the song was over, had been over and we had just been dancing around in circles to a completely different song.

I chuckled." Sorry Darling, guess I was in my own little world there for a minute."

" Me too. It was nice. One more time?"

" For you Sweet Girl, anything."

We continued to move together in circles to "Angel" by Aerosmith, and at the end of the song I made the mistake of looking down at Mackenzie, her beautiful face looking back at me, dreamy and content. My eyes wandered down her face, her hazel eyes looked dark, her skin looked smooth, and her lips .... My eyes lingered on her lips. They looked so soft, so fucking kissable.....I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I brought a hand up to cup her cheek. I watched her breath hitch. I shouldn't be fucking doing this, I really shouldn't be doing this... I leaned forward, a little, giving her the opportunity to make the decision to back out if she wanted, but she didn't. She stood on her tip toes and closed the space between us by pressing her lips to mine.

So soft. Her lips were so incredibly soft, full, just how I thought they would be. And they were needy, needy after being neglected for so long. So I would just have to give them the attention that they deserved.

I kissed her slowly, lazily, thoroughly.If I was going to break the rules I was going to make it count. I felt her whimper into my mouth, I felt her fingers in my hair. We both knew it was wrong, that we were crossing a line but we didn't care, we were just savoring the moment until we both pulled away breathless.

I rested my forehead against hers, my breathing evening out. "I, I'm so fucking sorry, I don't know what came over me-"

" Eddie," she whispered." Please don't apologize." She pulled her head back, staring up into my eyes." That was... Incredible. And I know that it wasn't supposed to happen, that we just got caught up in the moment, and I know that it can't happen again, but it wasn't a mistake or something I regret. It was absolutely amazing, thank you for sharing that moment with me." She lightly tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear and smiled.

I sighed, thank fucking God, I couldn't lose her. " No, thank you Princess. For a moment I was afraid I fucked everything up. We won't let this change us, or our friendship."

" No. I Pinky promise." She wrapped her pinky around mine and smiled again.

I pulled her hand up and brought it to my mouth, placing a light, chaste kiss there. "Promise." I winked.

She shook her head " Nothing but trouble."

I smirked." But you love it."

We silently went back to work, finishing up the tasks that needed to be done before closing the bar up for the night. We were both quiet,but not awkward, it was obvious that we were both thinking about the kiss, bashfully smiling when our gazes crossed the same path. The car ride home much the same, idle chit chat, laughing, joking. Things would be back to normal by tomorrow, it was just so fresh still. I swear I could still feel the ghost of her lips on mine. It was just a kiss. A fucking kiss that felt more intimate in that moment than any other kiss. But it was fine, things were fine.

I opened up the apartment door and we went inside, I threw my keys in the bowl on the counter than finally kicked off my boots with a groan.

Mackenzie did the same, but neatly placed her boots against the wall." Well at least I won't have a hangover tomorrow."

" Margarita Mack didn't come out to play, no dancing on tables -"

" I only did that once-"

I laughed." You actually did that shit? I thought Robin was just embellishing on the truth!"

" No it happened. Not my finest moment. I try not to make a habit of it." She stretched and yawned, and I saw a little flash of her stomach as she raised her arms in the air. She smiled sleepily. " Thank you Eddie. Thank you for looking out for me. You guys, you're always there for me and I can't tell you how much it means. Tonight was a little crazy," she bit her lip. " But wonderful and I needed that."

I smiled at her, ran a hand through my hair." You know I am here for you anytime Sweetheart-"

" I know, and if you ever need me, there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you, you're so important to me-." A bashful smile spread across her face.

" I know Angel."

" I, uh suppose I should be going to bed now. It's late and I know Robin will be coming around early for coffee-" she twisted her fingers together and took a couple steps backwards towards the hall.

" You should get some sleep Princess." I watched her hesitate a moment then take a couple more steps towards her bedroom door. "What's the matter darlin? What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" I took a couple steps in her direction, catching up to her, my heart fluttering in my chest.

"It's nothing-"

" It's something." I lifted her chin up gently with my finger. She wanted to say something, it was written all over her face." Remember, no secrets."

She bit her lip again, looking up at me with those big doe eyes." I, I was thinking, fuck," she sighed." I was thinking that maybe since we already crossed the line earlier, maybe -"

My heart jumped into my throat." Maybe what?"

" Maybe it would be ok if we kissed again?" She blurted out." You know,wipe the slate clean tomorrow? You're just so good at kissing, and it's been so long for me and I trust you, and we both know that we can be just friends after this. Nothing will change. But I understand if you don't want to, completely understand -" she rambled.

I didn't hesitate, I cut her off with a kiss, overtaking her mouth with mine, my hands cupping the sides of her face, my body walking her backwards and pressing her up against her bedroom door. I felt her gasp, then felt her arms wrap around me. My tongue lightly danced along her lips until she opened her mouth in invitation. The kiss deepened, her body felt so fucking good against mine, it was all I could do to not run my hands all over it. Kissing we could move on from, but the moment I put my hands all over her body there would be no turning back.

I slowly pulled away from her, running my thumb over her kiss swollen lower lips. "Goodnight Angel, Sweet dreams" I lightly kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose.

Mackenzie looked up at me, a dreamy look in her eyes, then I heard a soft." Goodnight Eddie." Slide past her lips before she ducked into her bedroom and closed her door.

I leaned against the door jam still fucking reeling over the events that had taken place. Holy.Fucking.Shit. I needed a minute to process, I needed a fucking drink.

I walked down the hallway and grabbed a bottle of Jack off the counter, than plopped down into a kitchen chair and took a drink. Mackenzie and I were going to be fine, but shit, now we have to tell Steve because, no secrets right? Fuck.

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I genuinely feel like Housemate is doing strange, fucked-up things to Partner and I on purpose, but the extent to which I second-guess myself and go back-and-forth on it also sorta makes me feel like they are? It's just. So much.

From the beginning, sigh.

I met Partner in 2016, met Partner's best friend (hereafter "Tas," fake name, obvs) shortly thereafter. Tas is nonbinary, and I have always felt like they and their friend group put me in the "straight girl" mental box. They have always been standoffish and cold to me. I am also nonbinary, but I'm not superduper open about it? Like if we're friends, we've talked about my relationship to gender. And whenever I'm in a meet-n-greet circle that people are sharing their pronouns, I do say "they/she/he are all ok for me," (including Tas, because we've been in community organizing initiatives several times together) but hardly anyone ever uses anything other than "she" for me. I'm short and extremely busty and frequently wear dresses so I often think people -especially queer ppl, sadly- consider me to be a trendchasing "theyfab," and Tas's coldness to me has always indicated that to me, too.

Tas repeatedly hit on my sister and for literally two years straight the only time they initiated conversation with me was to ask if my sister got their texts. My sister told me she always responded to their texts and usually TAS was the one who didn't text HER back. My sister also never flirted back, because she doesn't like how Tas treats me.

Partner and I were openly polyamorous until the pandemic when we closed for health purposes. We were both dating other people when we met. Partner had a very brief relationship shortly after we started dating that went really badly. That person suddenly indicated they felt unsafe in their living situation and Partner drove more than 24 hours to pick them up and give them a safe landing spot. That person immediately freaked out whenever Partner even texted me. And did a lot of really weird passive-aggressive stuff to me whenever we saw each other. And was really controlling to Partner. Partner had just barely gotten them out of his apartment when Tas FREAKED THE FUCK OUT. And was like "I dated them so you should have known to check with me," and Partner was like...."you did? Oh...I dimly recollect like...years ago? Briefly?" and Tas was like "yeah, it was a few months and went badly and now you've broken my trust and will have to rebuild it. :| :|"

I thought this was bs but whatever, their friendship. They rebuilt it or whatever. but after that I cared a fuckload less about what Tas thought about me. But it was still stressful and upsetting that they were SO cold to me.

In 2020 I moved in with Partner and we locked down together. Until his apartment building was sold and the new owners DOUBLED HIS RENT with thirty days' notice. And then we were SOL because our city's cost of living was literally the highest in the country, adjusted for population, and vacancy was 0.2%. At the same time, Tas' house was sold and they were in basically the same boat. However. Tas and Partner both made enough and had just enough savings and parental help that they realized they could probably afford to buy a house together. And I was invited to live in the house, too, only I pay a little less because I'm not building equity as I'm not an owner. It was all very optimistic. Tas wanted to have a close, warm housemate relationship. We all planned game nights, shared dinners, shared grocery staples etc etc. We had multiple meetings about it and I was very optimistic about it all. Tas was more friendly and open to me during those few months than ever before or since.

We moved in and Tas immediately was standoffish and cold again, but not only to me, but also to Partner, their supposed best friend of over a decade. This hurt Partner tremendously. They would go to another room whenever either of us entered it, then text us random house things from the other room. They went back on all the dinners/game nights/etc we had agreed on. Partner and I extended invitations for MONTHS. It wore on Partner considerably, and me too. But Partner was losing his best friend with NO explanation.

Tas started texting Partner requests for "house meetings," except I wasn't invited. And then Tas would postpone the meetings with only a few hours' notice, or sometimes wouldn't show up, and then would postpone belatedly. And when the meetings did happen it would be like "I feel like the vibe is off in the house and it hurts me."

like wtf.

Partner would be like "Tas had a bad childhood and their parents basically waged psychological warfare on them and it's hard for them," and I'd be like….. "BABE YOU AND ME HAD THAT HAPPEN TOO." And Partner would be like "they had [medical thing] that caused a traumatic brain injury and their memory is really bad because of it…" and I'd be like "me and my five concussions and literal Post-Concussion Syndrome would like a word." He's just trying to find his peace, because it has been seriously hard on him. He's cried on me so many times about Tas since we moved in together. And there's really no justification for being a relentless asshole, imho.

Tas and I had a shared goal of transforming our lawn into a garden/natural plants pollinator space. Tas and I spent hours and hours working on this. Their back is objectively more fucked up than mine so I did more of the super-hard labor, but we both worked really hard on it. We talked about sharing the garden beds and what the division would look like….and then I came home and Tas had planted all the garden beds with the things they wanted and left me no room for anything.

Last year I decided to take a little corner of the yard that was only weeds and plant some sweetgrass. I checked with Tas multiple times they didn't want that corner for anything. I mentioned it multiple times. then I planted my sweetgrass with a little berm I built. And I mean it's LITTLE. If I made a circle with my arms, it would fit in that circle with my fingers touching.

A few weeks ago I went out and Tas had been clearing out the dead leaves/stems from the yard and garden and piled all the compost waste right on top of my sweetgrass patch. my tiny little patch that is only about 2 feet by 2 feet at most.

That hurt my feelings more than I thought possible. I was so so hurt. My only little patch of garden. I cleared it off, pulled some of the weeds I had left in to help enrich the soil, so it would look more tidy and visually distinct, and went and told Tas their compost pile had ended up on my sweetgrass so I had moved the compost over a little. Then I painted a bunch of rocks and ringed my sweetgrass space with the colorful rocks so it would be even more visually distinct and obvious.

I feel so defeated and sad. I don't know why Tas is being like this. I hate living here, and Partner and I both wish we had moved into a van or something instead.

We are nice to Tas. We still offer up game nights and dinners. We watch their special needs dog ALL THE TIME. Tas pays their friends to watch the dog when we can't, but never offers us a cent. Tas refuses to speak to us about almost anything. They insisted on a mask-inside and checking with housemates about guests rule in lockdown, then broke it immediately and never checked with us about any guests. The mutual friends we do have mostly started being even weirder and colder to me after we moved in together, and I genuinely think they're trashtalking me to our mutual acquaintaince group. I go out of my way to be friendly and ask about their plans and things, but they actively hide their plans from both of us. They will just suddenly be gone for 2-3 days, or have dinner parties, or out of town people over.

A few years ago they had a dinner party on Partner's birthday, with many of Partner's friends invited, and didn't tell Partner they were having people over or anything. It wasn't for Partner's bday, it was just a totally unrelated dinner party ON his bday, in his house, with his friends, that he wasn't invited to. It was so cruel I honestly have trouble believing my own memory that it happened.

They went on a long vacation and brought me a "present" for watching their dog. The worst and least-functional butter dish with no lid that I've ever seen and doesn't even sit flat. Oh, and it matches the utensil-rest they got themself??

They are always civil to my face, but I always always feel like they dislike me. It's exhausting. I wish we could move, but housing prices are still incredibly high, loan rates are terrible, and Partner feels trapped into this house ownership. We both wish we had done literally anything else in 2020 than moving in with Tas.

right this minute Partner is being yanked around by Tas with another house meeting. can't wait to find out what bad vibes are our fault, now.

#and there's so much more ugh #i don't know what to do i just want it to stop #woodsfae #rant #housemates

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