Baby Comes First

Yasmine "Are you just going to sit here all night?" I look up at my brother Daniel and shrug. "Awe come on little sis, what's the matter?" my other brother Drew, Daniels twin asks. I sigh and twirl a piece of hair that fell from my bun. "Well I wasn't really invited to sit with Cristopher and his friends, so I'm here, make me a drink will you?" Drew pours some tequila and sprite into a glass and slides it to me. Daniel and Drew bought this bar -Ecstasy- three years ago, it started out just being a hole in the wall but they've really up'ed their game and made it one of the best bars in our town. I down my drink and see my phone screen light up. It's a text from my friend Amelia telling me to call her. "I'll be back," I say and go to stand, bumping into someone and causing a drink to be spilled all over my chest. "Great," I mumble and the girl frantically apologizes and tries to wipe the drink away. "It's okay. I got it. "Oh my gosh. You're Yasmine Harris, I cannot believe I just spilled my drink on Yasmine Harris," she says in shock. "Hey no worries," I tell her. "Could I please get a picture with you, my sisters and I are huge fans," I nod and she takes out her phone for a selfie, we get closer and I look into the camera and smile. "Thank you so much!" I wave and walk towards my brothers private bathroom. Lucky the drink isn't staining because I chose to wear a black dress, but the smell is strong. I call Amelia and tell her to come to the bar and she says she'll be here in an hour which really means two. I go back to the bar and Daniel snickers when he see's me and I shake my head at him. "Shut up doofus," I tell him and walk behind the bar to make myself a drink. I mix tequila, sours and lemonade. "You making drinks Yas?" Drew asks and I shake my head. "I made myself one, but do you need me to? Where's Maze?" I ask and see more people starting to crowd around the bar. "Her kid's sick, she won't be able to come in," he says and I sigh. "Alright, I'll help," I turn and pause the music, there's a bunch of awes and then everyone turns to face the bar. "Okay my lovelies! This is how it's going to work for the next thirty minutes, I'm going to give you two drink options to choose from and Drew is also going to give you two options, if you want my options stand in a line in front of me and if you want Drew's options go stand in front of him." I hear a faint "That's Yasmine Harris," from someone in the back, but I continue speaking to the crowd. "Okay I'm doing Sloe Gin Fizzes and The President." "And I'm doing Whiskey Sours and Russian Sunsets," Drew says. There are two lines formed and we get to work. The rush goes on for longer than thirty minutes, but no one seems to notice as they continue to order between the choices we gave them. We hit the hour mark before the rush dies down and I'm downing another drink. "Thanks Yas, I really appreciate it," Drew says and I can tell he wants something else. "What?" I ask. "Could you make ten shots and a "fruity drink" for Cris and Melody?" he asks, putting fruity drink in air quotes. I line up the shot glasses and choose a dark liquor for them, then I make Melody the same drink I made myself earlier and transfer the drinks onto a tray. I carry the drinks easily enough and make it upstairs into the VIP section. I walk up to my brothers table and a guy bumps into me hard almost making me drop the drinks, but luckily I'm quick on my feet. I feel a wetness slide down my back and legs. "Hey watch where you're going!" He yells and Cris looks up. "You bumped into me, maybe you should take your own advice," I say and he grabs my arm tightly. "I advise you to let go of me." "Or what?" he growls and I knee him where the sun doesn't shine, he falls on knees and holds his tiny p***s. I walk over to Cris's table and flash him a smile, I set the drinks down in the middle. "He's lucky you were carrying drinks," he chuckles and then he leans over and sniffs me. "I'm sorry baby sister, but you reek of alcohol." I groan and sit in an empty seat at the table. "Aw bloody hell, I thought so." "Is Amelia coming?" "She is, but she's most likely already on her way," I tell him and sigh. "I have some clean scrubs in my car," I look over at my brother's best friend Lucian Aries and my heart skips a beat. Lucian became Cris's best friend the day he moved into his college dorm his freshman year and that was the day I developed a major crush on him. Lucian is about 6'3, with looks that could make any woman fall in love with him instantly. I used to think that maybe he liked me back, but I'm pretty sure it was all in my head because he's four years older than me and would never look at me as more than his best friends little sister. "Uh, thanks Lucian," I manage to get out and he stands, I follow closely behind him and we leave out of the employee door. "So um, how have you been? I heard you're an actual doctor now." "Well uh, I could be better, I'm still a resident so I've been working really shitty hours for the past couple of years, this is the first weekend I've had off in months." "What kind of doctor are you?" I ask trying to keep the conversation going. "I'm a trauma resident right now, but I think I want to try a Neurosurgery fellowship when I finish my residency in a few months." "Ooh, a surgeon," I say and he smiles down at me, even in heels he's taller than me. "Haha, I've put in a lot of work to get where I am, so I tend to brag sometimes, but enough about me, what about you Ms. Movie star? How's acting been?" He asks and I shake my head. "It's been good, my agent has been looking for some new roles for me, but I'm currently filming for Deranged 2," I tell him and his eyes go wide. "Seriously? I loved the first one you were great," he says. "I would hope so, I actually had to stay up for days to "give my best performance", but I don't regret it of course." "I've wanted to ask you about something for a while, but I'm scared to know the answer," he starts and my heart does this weird flutter thing. "Did you really do your own stunts in Revenge?" "Um, yeah I did," I tell him and for some reason I'm upset with the question. Okay I know why, I wanted him to ask me out, but I know that would never happen. "I'm actually a very skilled fighter." "That's really cool Pretty Princess," I laugh at the name. "You still remember that nickname?" the day we met I told him my name was Yasmine and he immediately thought of the Bratz doll Yasmine aka Pretty Princess. He stops in front of a black BMW and pulls out his keys to unlock the door. "Of course, I'll always call you that, no matter how famous you get," he says and I give him a slight smile, we make eye contact and something shifts in his eyes before he looks away. "These are going to be huge on you, but I promise they're clean," he hands me the scrubs and I thank him. The atmosphere around us becomes tense as the conversation dies. What just happened? We make our way back towards the club and I punch in the code to get back in. I head to the bathroom to change into the scrubs and Lucian was right, they are huge on me, but it's better than wearing an alcohol soaked dress all night. I let down my curly hair and fluff it before grabbing my dress and taking it into Drew's office. When I get back to the bar Amelia is sitting with a drink in front of her. I tap her on the shoulder and when she looks at me she shakes her head. "Oh baby, come here let me fix it," she says and turns me around so that she can gather the extra shirt into a ball, she ties it into a knot letting my midriff make an appearance and my breast pop in the deep v-line of the scrubs top. "Now let's get hammered." She orders us three shots of tequila each and a Waffer. We cheers before we down the shots and then we make our way upstairs to the VIP section with our mixed drinks. I'm starting to feel a bit tipsy when one of my favorite songs come on, I slurp half of my drink up and sit it on Cris's table before pulling Amelia to dance with me. "I see Lucian's here," she says into my ear and I nod. "These are his scrubs. You know I thought we were having a moment earlier, but I guess not," I shrug and go back for my drink, I take the straw out and drink the rest of the glasses contents before deciding I need another drink. I notice that there are still three full shot glasses on the table and I reach for them and throw them back. "Yas slow down, what's got you upset?" Cris asks and I giggle uncontrollably. "Why do you think I'm upset Crissy? I'm fine, see?" I stand up straight and walk in a straight line, but I know the alcohol is starting to get to me. "You say that, but you're going to be puking tonight. You're mixing light and dark that never ends well baby sister and we wouldn't want someone to get a picture or video of you drunk," he says and makes me sit down. "Fine, I won't drink anymore, but I wanna dance so I'm going back out there," I rush off before he tries to tell me that it's a bad idea and find Amelia. "Cris said I can't drink anymore, but he didn't say that I couldn't dance." Amelia laughs and I know she can tell that I'm drunk. I dance the alcohol out of my system and I'm more sober when Amelia tells me she's going to get another drink. I feel someone pull my body into theirs and I turn around to see it's the guy I kneed in the d**k earlier. "That little stunt you pulled earlier has been on my mind, I don't appreciate what you did at all." "Well that's too bad," I tell him and turn to walk away, but he grabs my arm tighter than he did earlier. "Let me go." "I'm sorry sweetheart, but that's not going to happen," I clench my fist and am about to sucker punch this jerk when someone beats me to it. "Is this prick bothering you Yas?" Lucian asks and is about to jump on the guy, but I grab his arm and yank him back thinking about his job and his hands. "Lucian think about your career," I tell him softly and I can feel him relax as he looks down into my eyes. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" he asks and I shake my head no. "He grabbed me a little tight, but no major harm done, I'll just have a slight bruise in the morning. I just need to get out of here." "Who did you ride with?" "Melody," I sigh. "I know she's not ready to leave her own party yet, so I'll call an Uber." "No, I'll take you," he says and I'm about to say no, but he continues before I can say anything. "I'm ready to tap anyways, I'm not really the party animal I used to be, besides this will give me the opportunity to catch up on some sleep, which at this point I'm unfamiliar with." "Are you sure? You don't have to leave for me." "Trust me Pretty Princess I'm positive." I agree to let him give me a ride and we walk over to my brother's table. "Hey man, I'm going to give Yas a ride home and then go hit the sack, I'll see you at your place later," he tells Cris. "Yas you're making Lucian leave early, why didn't you drive your Aston Martin?" He jokingly asks. "I don't drive an Aston Martin and you know that, but maybe I should get one," I think out loud and Cris bursts into laughter. "Goodnight baby sis, Lucian you better get her home safely or your ass will be mounted on my wall." "Ooooh, I'm so scared," Lucian says and smiles before giving Cris a hug and saying goodnight to everyone. Amelia comes up to me and I tell her what happened and that I want to go home. "Alright mama, I love you, call me later," she tells me and gives me a tight hug. I blow her a kiss and follow Lucian to his car for the second time tonight. "Are you staying with your parents?" he asks as he pulls out of the clubs parking lot. "Yeah I am," I tell him. The tension in the car is so thick you could cut it with a knife. I don't know what the problem is. We were fine at the beginning of the night, but now it's like he doesn't know how to talk to me, which makes the drive silent and awkward. Lucian pulls into my parents gated house and puts his car in park. "I see your parents made some renovations to the house," he says and I nod. "Yeah they added a pool, gazebo and added on to the garage, they also redid the kitchen and living room, you wanna see?" I ask realizing he hasn't been to the house in years. "Yeah sure," he turns off his car and I lead him into the house through the side door. I place my hand on his chest to stop him from walking any further until I fully disable the alarm. The sound of nails hit the wooden floors and my moms American Bully Spike and French Bulldog Lee run up and start jumping on me. "Shhh, moms sleeping," I tell them in a hushed tone and they settle down. Spike walks up to Lucian and smells him before jumping on him and licking him. Good because you can tell a lot about a person by the way an animal reacts to them. I flip the light switch in the kitchen and Lucian looks around. "This is nice, really nice," Lucian says. "Yeah, they did a really good job with everything," Lee runs up to the bell on the door and hits it with his nose. "Seriously?" "They're trained to do that?" "They are, my mom needed me to watch them while her and dad week on vacation for a week, Lee pooped in front of the door one day because they were used to sitting in front of the door when they wanted to go out, but I was in the kitchen and the way my house is set up I couldn't see him so I went and got the bell, I trained them to use it in like two days, it wasn't too hard," I shrug and move to open the back door, both dogs run out and Lucian and I step onto the back patio to watch them. I sit on the bench swing my dad got for us when we were kids and Lucian sits next to me. "So where are you living?" he asks. "L.A. of course, I have a house on the beach, I had considered buying a condo here, but I didn't really have a reason to come home. Now I just mostly come home to see Jacob," the hot Arizona air causes a thin layer of sweat to break across my body and I wipe my hand across my forehead. "Is Jacob your boyfriend?" he asks and I laugh and shake my head. "Cris didn't tell you about Jacob? He's Hunter's son," Hunter is my oldest brother, he's a lawyer. "He did, but he always refers to him as Jake." "How about you though Dr. Aries? Where are you living?? "Currently Las Vegas, but if I get the fellowship I applied for I could end up anywhere," he explains. "Vegas must be fun." "The city itself is beautiful, but we see a lot of trauma due to people being drunk and gambling all of the time, have you been?" "No, but I want to, I might have to take a trip. I'm not into gambling though, so I'd just go for the scenery and restaurants." "Well if you ever make the trip let me know, I'll show you all the best restaurants," he says and I nod. I look out at the dogs and see Spike crouching down towards the pool. "Spike no!" I say, but it's already too late, he's doggy paddling around the pool looking as happy as can be. "Dammit." I walk up to the pool and Spike swims over to me with a huge smile on his face. "Come on bud," I tell him and he jumps out shaking his coat out before trotting away. I close the gate around the pool and grab one of the towels my mom left out to dry. I whistle and he runs up so that I can towel him off. He licks my hand as I rub his face dry and runs off once I say he can go. "He'll dry as he runs." "So how long are you staying?" he asks. "I have to be back on set Tuesday morning, so I'll most likely leave around eight o'clock Monday night." "I leave Sunday evening, I'm on the night shift." "That must suck, you're not going to be able to sleep before you go in." "I'm used to not getting sleep, which is super sad, but hey it'll all be worth it in the end," Spike and Lee sit at the backdoor and wait to be let in. We get up and go in the house. "Would you like anything to drink?" I ask grabbing a bottle of water for myself. "Yeah, I'll take a bottle of water, thank you." "No problem," I hand him the water and we take a seat at the island. He looks down into my eyes and leans a little closer, I think he's about to kiss me, but then something changes in his eyes and he clears his throat. The conversation dies and the awkwardness from before creeps back in, which is weird because I thought we were getting along great. "I should probably get going," he says and I nod and stand. I walk him to the door and we say goodnight before I go upstairs to my bedroom and change into pajamas. I wake up with my arms wrapped around Spike, I gently move my arm from under him and get up to take a shower. When I make my way downstairs my mom is in the kitchen cooking cheesy eggs and on the phone. "What do you mean you double booked? This is my son's engagement party!" She pauses for a moment and looks over at me before speaking again. "This is ridiculous, I will never ask this company to cater for my family again!" She hangs up the phone and rubs her temples. "What happened mom?" "The caterer just canceled because apparently they booked another party before Cris's so they said its first come first serve. Melody is going to freak and I don't know what to do Yas," she rushes out, forgetting to breathe. "Mom breathe," I tell her and rub my hands up and down her arms. She takes in a deep breathe and lets it out. "We can try to call another caterer and if we can't find anyone we'll just have to cook, Melody and the guys can help too." "Hon Melody doesn't want to have to cook for her own party." "Mom it's the engagement party not the wedding, she can help, if you can't find a caterer just make a list of items we need and I'll go pick it up," I say and she nods. "You're right, I'll make some calls," she tells me as she slides the eggs onto a plate. I hear the garage door open and footsteps running towards the kitchen. "Titi Yas, titi Yas!" Jacob yells jumping into my arms. "Hi bud," I say giving him a big hug. "Grammy, grammy," he jumps down and runs over to mom. "Yes my sweet boy?" "I'm hungry, can I have that?" He asks pointing to the eggs. "Of course, you know I made them just for you," she says picking him up and sitting him down at the island before sliding the plate in front of him. That's mom, she's quick to put all of us above herself, she's the most selfless person I know. "Hey baby sis, how are you?" Hunter asks pulling me in for a hug. "I'm good, I missed you guys," I tell him. "How long are you staying?" "I'm leaving Monday night, so I get to spend some time with you guys after the engagement party." "That's great, you know I miss having you around." "Awe, don't go getting too sappy on me now," I tease him and he nudges me lightly. "I'm going to go get dressed, I'll be right back." I go into my bedroom and take out a pair of ripped shorts and a sleeveless blouse, then I head into the bathroom to do something with my hair.