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We walk up to the bar where there’s an actual bartenderthe station

His green eyes sparkle with interest as he checks et you pretty ladies?”

Ainsley smiles “Give me a screwdriver”

Bartender guy turns to me “And you, beautiful?”

“I’ll have a screwdriver as well”

“Coenerous aertips graze mine as he hands me a drink, and I blush “I’ else” Kyle looks to be in his early twenties, so I’ht be a part-tie

I bitea sip “Thanks, Kyle I’m Jazz”

He raises an eyebrow “You come here for someone in particular? Or with someone?”

Ainsley sirl here is available?”

Kyle laughs “Maybe I am” His eyes never leave mine as he answers her question “So are you available, Jazz?”

“Oh, uuess you—”

“I’ paid to mix drinks, not pick up woht

Kingston has wedged hiood for my comfort His navy t-shirt is molded to thelow off his hips He’s wearing a pair of white Jordans that don’t have a scuff on them I wouldn’t be surprised if he just pulled them out of the box

Kyle straightens his spine and clears his throat “What can I get you, man?”

“Macallan” Kingston levels Kyle with a glare “Andsnappy”