[b]Eva - Her House/The Forence[/b]

Eva had eaten breakfast and watched a little tv before turning off the screen and sitting on the couch, looking around her empty house. Well… this was boring. It was her day off damn it and she was going to spend it with her fiancé whether he liked it or not. She set the remote down and got up, going to get dressed in her bedroom. She slipped out of her robe, and let it fall, grabbing some flared jeans and a black tank top. She got dressed in the simple outfit, curling her red hair and shrugging on a leather army green jacket Tony had gotten her last year for Christmas. Slipping on some black flip flops that she wore just about all year round barring December, she grabbed her purse and headed out. 

Pulling up to the biker bar in her black CR-V, she seemed out of place, but she’d learned not to care a long time ago. She exited the vehicle, looking around and not seeing Tony’s bike. Or many bikes at all for that matter. Great, they were off doing whatever. Oh well. They’d be back. She sighed and decided to get something to drink inside while she waited, taking another look at the rock on her hand and smiling before going in.

Every time she walked into the bar, a flood of memories came crashing back to her, namely the night she and Tony had met. She'd been tipsy as hell and her friends had dared her to go inside. Never one to turn down a dare, she'd done it, only to see a guy at the bar catch her eye. 

[hider=Flashback part 1][b]”Do you think a girl should have to buy her own whiskey?”[/b] she asked the guy, in a matter of fact voice, grin on her face.

Despite the loud music and brawling bikers, the girl’s voice was very distinct. Tony turned to his side intrigued by what he was about to find. First thing he noticed was the bright red hair, an unusual hue of the color. Secondly was what the girl was wearing, the short black dress did not speak [i]Florence[/i] material. That’s when he began to judge, thinking she was just some naive young lady looking for some rough action at moonlight. 

“You’re not from around here are ya darlin?” Tony started, waving his hand at the bartender who started filling two glasses. “You know who we are right?” he added, the glasses already by his side. He reached over and placed one of them right before her, a smile also plastered on his face. 

Eva laughed lightly at the man’s words, shaking her head and sitting on the stool next to him now while the bartender got her the whiskey. She rested her chin on her fist, elbow on the bar while watching him with a sparkle in her eyes.

[b]”Born and raised actually, hon,”[/b] she said, glancing up and mouthing a ‘thank you’ to the person behind the counter. She drank the entire contents of her glass and put the back of her hand to her lips, eyes watering just slightly before she shook her head at his question.

[b]”No, actually I don’t. But if you want to tell me about yourself I wouldn’t stop you,”[/b] she said, voice somehow not raised and yet clear. As if she were making it seem like he was the only person around them she could see.

Tony couldn’t help himself and leaned forward, getting even closer to her than they were. It was unusual for someone raised in Gastown to have never heard of the Angels, but Tony didn’t think much of it at the moment, his mind was locked on something else. After taking a sip of his drink, he let out a short laugh. “See…….were not the good guys” he whispered into her ear as his hand took her by the wrist. 

He then quickly backed away and sat back up straight. The guy had a unique form of flirtation - one that usually got the girl to bed. “Anyhow, you gonna tell me your name or am I gonna have to guess? Wouldn’t want to label you sumthin’ you’re not, know what I’m sayin” he stated, getting up from the dumb stool and fixing his jeans. Another sip came after that as he turned his gaze towards Charles who was acting like an idiot and doing stupid thrusting gestures. Tony laughed then returned to the girl before him. “Let me show you around……….ummmm…….Ima go wiiiith…………..Jennifer, yeah, you look like a Jennifer” he added, extending his hand for her to take it. 

Eva leaned in when the man did, biting her lip to stop her from smiling even wider when he said he wasn’t a good guy. [b]”Hmm, too bad. I’m a good girl,”[/b] she whispered, not caring if he heard or not. She looked up at the ceiling in a thoughtful way when he asked her name, debating whether or not to tell him. And if she spoke a name, whether or not it would be her real one or not. She slid off the stool she sat on when he looked away from her, scoffing and rolling her eyes when he called her Jennifer.

[b]”Jennifer is my sister’s name,”[/b] Eva lied, looking at his hand, smirking, and then looking back up to his face. [b]”But I’ll tell you my name after you give me a ride on your bike, Biker boy,”[/b] she smirked again, moving a hand to his vest and running her fingers along the inside of where it opened. After she reached the bottom of it, she winked at him and went to walk out of the bar, knowing he’d follow if he really wanted to know more about her. 

When she got outside, Eva saw her two friends still across the street. They waved and she waved back. [b]”I got a ride!”[/b] she called back to them, letting them know they didn’t have to wait on her. They looked confused but she could care less as she turned back around and waited for the man to come out of the door behind her.

When the [i]good[/i] girl lied about her sister’s name - which was obvious - Tony couldn’t help but give her a bright smile. One thing wasn’t clear to him though, he had no idea if she was this way all the time, or if she was drunk - she did a great job of hiding it. But when her hands started to molest his leather, all that curiosity just faded away. He licked his lips as she got lower and lower with her hands, looking down at her. 

She then started off, wanting a ride, one probably home, the other one at home - if you know what I mean. So being left with the desire for more, Tony instinctively followed the round booty, taking calm steps as his brothers whistled and clapped as their VP walked out the door. The men were always so playful, even though they’ve seen this kind of thing happen all the time. [/hider]

Eva was pulled out of her memories by sitting at the bar casually, shaking her head when asked if she wanted something to drink. [b]"Nah just waiting on Tony. Figured he'd be here, but I'll just wait til he shows,"[/b] she smiled, changing her mind about the drink. She was also glad she hadn't seen Maria or Isabel yet thank God. She already knew they didn't care for her for whatever reason.