Chapter Two B
Brunette
The remaining customers are trickling out as you smile at the bartender and chug the beer she gave you. You slide off your stool and take the brunette’s hand. You lock eyes with the bartender as you wait for your chosen hook-up to finish her cranberry and vodka.
“Let’s go f**k, baby.” You interlace your fingers with hers.
“I am so happy that such a hot guy sat next to me tonight!” She turns to face you, her smile stretching from ear to ear.
Her legs are spread apart. She runs her hand from her knee up her leg and brushes her fingers across her lap. She’s taunting you. She wants you. She leans forward to pick up her purse and her shirt falls forward. You take the opportunity to look at her breasts.
They are cradled in a lace bra you can’t wait
