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"Thank you But I have a ladies-first policy" He winks

I stare at hi him to follow

"Oh You meant the drink" He smirks--it’s sexy as hell, and he knows it

I roll my eyes, but there’s a reluctant smile hidden just beneath the surface "It’s froal ladies down at the end" I nod in their direction and all three s"

I arch an eyebrow "Those three wo you a drink with a name that tells you what their plans are for you later is a disappoint me the drink"

Cheesy, I know, but there’s a flutter in et the Double to come off nonchalant, and turn to walk away This close to hi bar, but the way he looks at me makes me feel like we’re in a confined space

"Wait," he calls after me, and I turn back "What’s your nan over the bar Lucky’s

The bar is hectic, but it doesn’t stop lass in thanks to the three women, but never walked down to meet them Eventually, the trio of buxom blondes made their way to his end of the bar They did their best at keeping his attention He smiled politely, but it was clear he wasn’t interested Which seriously shocked me, because I would have bet the bar that he could have taken all three of them home

"Hey, Lucky," Beautiful Man calls fro tables

"Another Screa alcohol, I’ll pass and take a beer instead"

I grab a pint glass and pour a tall Guinness without asking what kind of beer he wants I slide it toward hirin, "What if I wasn’t talking about the alcohol?"

"We would already be out the door, sweetheart" Another wink, only this time he adds a crooked smile to the dimples on his ridiculously sexy face There’s a boyish quality to his s but solid man He sips his beer "Guinness My favorite Nice choice"

Avery saddles up to the bar, a few spots over fro tray in my direction "Pearls wants another drink Looks like your twenty is co to pass out froe"

I look over at the redhead with the tight bun She’s shi out of her navy blazer Not only does she have incredible shoes, but with her blazer unbuttoned, her tiny waist and sinewy curves are on display--she’s got a great body hidden under her suit and pearls I’d guess there’s a red lace de

"You see that redhead over there?" I ask Beautiful Man

"The one with her hair up?"

"That’s the one I have twenty that says she gets up to sing and turns into a siren on stage before the night is out"

Beautiful Man arches his eyebrows "Doesn’t look like the type to me"

"Don’t listen to her" Avery dis a red G-string under there"