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I sighed to uess ht stands In fact, I’d never had one I had been with two ful relationships – not less fucks

Last night, I just wanted to feel Beckett inside of ain – the way Dan made me feel

About a quarter hour beforeto think that Beckett stood me up, when he arrived, dressed the way he looked when he first walked into the bar – faded jeans, thick black belt, leather riding boots, a white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket, his helmet under his arm

Damn, he was hot Seriously a babe His hair had been recently washed and was still a bit wet, but the ends were drying He looked like he’d just stepped out of a shower Or off the beach or swi pool

He gave that brilliant smile when our eyesas I didn’t do so hihwith a pleasant throb

“Hey, lovely lady,” he said as he walked up to the bar and claimed a stool He put his helmet on the stool next to him and sidled up to the bar, his hands folded He leaned forward “You look like a glass of water to aof thirst”

I laughed and raised rinned “I’reen apron I bet I look like a working stiff, not solass of water…”

“You do to me” He smiled and we locked eyes for a moment

“What can I get for you? Woodford Reserve or so different?”

He leaned back and eyed the bottles lining the shelves behind and on either side of lass of draft? Whatever’s on tap”

I listed the various draft beer we had on tap and he chose a local craft beer as he had the night before I pulled hi with a paper coaster

“Busy day?” I asked, trying to make conversation

“Lots of s and talks with potential clients,” he replied “And a nice long ride along the island”

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

He nodded enthusiastically “You’re lucky to live here My dreae on a cliff so