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Pitt
Golden-brown eyes darted away from mine as I processed the words the beautiful bartender had just spoken. I’d already been impressed with her, but that sentence really blew me away.
Her dark, curly hair was held together in a long braid, which swung over her shoulder as she turned away from me quickly. I watched as she started rearranging the bottles of alcohol behind the bar, clearly trying to put an end our conversation.
The way her flowery tank top fit her perfectly, accenting her perky, plump t**s made my mouth water. She also had one of the nicest asses I’d ever seen, and it bounced a little as she stepped along the bar, moving around more bottles. She was round in all the right places, and I bet she knew that, too.
It was apparent that she didn’t want to talk to me about
