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"Did you just use the ‘Do you come here often’ line on me?"

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"My name is Candy"

A snort from him "What’s your real name?"

"Jennifer"

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I nod, ilares atmy hands up

"You think it’s okay to fuck on the job?"

"I do not," I say, sipping my martini "But intime since I’ve had dick-deep-in-pussy, over-the-bar kind of fucking"

Whoa Golden Eyes just got lusty

"Are you always so forward?"

I shrug "It’s not my best trait"

"It’s not your worst, either," he murmurs