JacobI walked up to the bar and leaned against it next to cute-and-blonde. She glanced at me, doing a sweep from my feet upward before making eye contact. I loved to stare into her dark green eyes.
“What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” I asked.
She giggled. “Are you being serious?”
I shrugged. “Don’t cheesy pickup lines do it for you?” I asked, smiling at her.
I was turning on all the charm. I knew I was hot as hell. The football players might not have liked my attitude, but women loved it, and that meant I could get laid anytime I wanted. Like now.
“Well …” she leaned back onto the bar with both her elbows behind her so that it pushed her chest out, and I struggled to maintain eye contact. “Maybe they do.”
I leaned toward her. The way she looked up at me in a mix
