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Kaylee
“Man, his a*s does look great in those jeans,” I sighed and muttered to myself as I watched Pitt leave my bar.
Being a bartender in Austin, I’d seen tons of great asses in tight blue jeans. Pitt’s was the best though—hands down.
Ranching was clearly a great way to stay fit, because his body was in perfect shape. Despite the way the conversation had ended between us, I couldn’t help but wonder what he’d look like n***d and sprawled out on a bed somewhere. Maybe he’d gaze at me with those deep blue eyes. Maybe he’d have an erection that would be so big it would scare me.
I shook my head and looked away from the man as he walked back up the beach. Why am I thinking this way?
It wasn’t like I was a saint. I had seen nice-looking men before. But Pitt was better looking than any m
