What I should've said was no thanks and gone on my merry way. But did I mention that Ginger Lee has a rack that only the hands of the creator could've fashioned? Not to mention the most amazing cornflower blue eyes?
Instead of giving her the company line about being involved, I decided to play along. "You married?"
"If I was, would I be sitting here hitting on you? What kind of girl do you take me for?" She got out of the car, which I should've told her not to had I been thinking.
I was trying to do the right thing. The thing with Cindy was still new, but we'd been working our way there for a long f*****g time. Did I really want to mess that up for a one-night stand?
I was fighting the good fight there until she got out of the car, and I saw that ass of hers. Now don't judge me too har
