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“Fuck it,” I muttered to myself and just dived in

I was tiny—et into smaller places than Dad or Maverick ever could I dipped under soht at the bar But as the one right beside azes locked, and I suddenly found all the air pushing its way out of s

Holy hell, those eyes This close, I could see the way they swirled, shifting from one shade of brown to another in the blink of any eye

At first, I thought it was just the lighting No way could a person’s eyes do that Not without contacts or…so But no I saw no outline of contacts on the whites of his eyes

I stood there, du eyes—no doubt looking like a coirls throwing themselves at him all the time They were…beautiful

“What’s your name?” Beautiful Eyes deer I was feeling low in ut

Myto clear it I finally focused on the rest of him And there was a lot of the rest of him He had to be at least a foot taller thanabout his face struck a familiar chord in me, but I couldn’t immediately place him

His shoulders were so wide, he took up the space of two people at the bar, ht over hishis jeans to hang low on his hips, and I felt a shter across his crotch so I could see the outline of his cock His boots were black and scuffed, as if they were his favorite pair and he couldn’t bear to part with them

Lickingbrown eyes again A soft breath escaped me, and I took a step closer to him

Only for the guy beside him to chuckle and snap me out of my lust-filled daze for the second time in as many seconds

Angry with lared at the bartender as standing right in front of uy nodded, leaning forward to hear me better over the music “I’ll take a shot of Spirytus if you have it”

The bartender’s eyes widened as he skiaze over me I was tiny, and Spirytus was 192 proof It was ht have snuck in and filled a flask—or five—froans’ bar on occasion

“We don’t carry Spirytus,” he said, but I smelled a lie

“Balkan vodka, then,” I snipped “Don’t tell me you don’t carry that, asshat I said I’m here with Volkov, and I know for a fact that he keeps that shit everywhere” It was a lie I didn’t knohat kind of liquor he kept anywhere, but it was a safe assumption to make

“The lady wants Spirytus,” Beautiful Eyes said fro closer to me “I just saw you pour those two jerk-offs down the bar a line of shots of it”