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Running a hand throughatthe belt into the fire I shoot her a wink Fuck me, she’s pretty Medium brown hair with soh to dust her shoulders Freckles sprinkled on her cheeks “Thank you for that,” she says In nothing but a pair of denim cutoffs, a tank top, and Converse sneakers, she

I hear the asshole thunder off on his bike

“No problem What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Patience”

Yeah, I could use a little patience

“You can call

”

“That short for so?”

“Jagger You want a beer?” I tug my leather jacket off and hand it to her

“Please” She shrugs the jacket on keeping in step with me as I lead her to the barrels of beer

“How’s that face?” I press the cold bottle to the welt on her cheek

Her slender hand covers ive her a squeeze, and drop away to give her space She doesn’t needher “Doesn’t feel too hot”

“What the hell are you doing here with scum like Choke?”

“You’ll laugh”

“Try me”