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He’d barely said two words to me and I could feel the dampness in my underwear. Not to mention my clit was begging to be caressed by something other than my vibrator at rapid speed.
When I glanced over, his indigo gaze was still locked on me, so I flashed him a flirtatious smile, ready to seal the deal.
“So, where are you from, Zell?” I stuck my breasts out while I gathered my bright red hair into a loose bun, using the tie from my wrist to secure it.
“Around.”
Even in a tank top and practically shoving my double Ds in his face, his eyes stayed locked on mine.
Damn, he’s good.
Deciding to step up my game, I beamed with radiance, snatching up a towel before mounting the edge of the rack behind the bar. He had a perfect view of my cleavage while I wiped the counter down, my tits bouncing with each stroke of the cloth.
“Not from Seattle, I take it?” I used my girliest voice, even though I hated it.
“Nope. You?”
When I glanced back at him, I was half expecting him to be drooling. His non-reaction slightly offended me.
“Yep. Born and raised. Been working here since I turned twenty-two.”
His stare traveled around my face, no lower than my lips before his eyes met mine again. “You don’t look much older than that.”
A small laugh left me, knowing the compliment wasn’t going to get him anywhere.
I just need an orgasm. Is that too much to ask?“I’m twenty-nine. You?”
“Not much older.”
He smiled again, his gaze not once leaving my face, and I was starting to get suspicious . . . and possibly a complex.
Maybe he’s married.I glanced at his hand.No ring.
Knowing the trash needed to be pulled, I turned my back to him and bent over so he could get a look at my ass while I changed the bag. Once I finished, I spun around and he appeared unimpressed. His eyes continued to stay on whatever stupid leash he put them on.
Maybe he’s bored with me?
I was tired and hungry, so my flirting game was weak tonight. If I didn’t seal the deal soon, I wasn’t getting laid. Remembering I had spilled something on my light pink tank top earlier, I looked down and it was still noticeable.
“Shit, I got a stain,” I said, still using my girly voice. I rubbed my fingers slowly across my breast. “I wonder how that happened?” I darted my eyes, trying to catch him looking at my breasts. Nothing.
This man was either a saint, or I wasnothis type.
Why the fuck doesn’t he want me? Maybe he’s gay.
Zell snickered, and my brows furrowed.
My girly voice faded away with my annoyance. “Do you find my stain funny?”
“I find it amusing that you’re a bartender wondering how you got a stain. After an entire shift of dispensing drinks and tidying up after inebriated humans, a minor stain should be the least of your concerns.”
“Have a goodnight, Kavari,” another regular slurred, bringing my attention to her as she stumbled out the door.
My eyes darted to Tonzo, and he knewexactlywhat unspoken question I was asking.
“I called her an Uber.”
With a sigh of relief, I gave him a nod of thanks.
