"What can I get for ya, beautiful?" He asked, his deep voice husky as he scanned his eyes over me, taking in everything.
"Whiskey and coke. On the rocks, sugar." I purred with a wink, still smirking and looking into his beautiful eyes.
"What can I get for ya, beautiful?" He asked, his deep voice husky as he scanned his eyes over me, taking in everything.
"Whiskey and coke. On the rocks, sugar." I purred with a wink, still smirking and looking into his beautiful eyes.
I couldn't deny the surge of interest that pulsed through me at his proposition. Every fiber of my being screamed out to accept, but I forced myself to maintain a façade of composure.
I feigned conte...