Last call

When Becca is set up in a blind date she gets stood up, but the guy across the bar could just be her type...

Warning!!!!! Not for younger readers!!!!!!!!!


3. Alone at the bar.

I sat at the bar crossing and uncrossing my legs, playing with my earrings, anything to look busy.
I glanced at the door and caught the eye of that guy in the corner again. Damn he was sexy, dark hair, brooding brown eyes. The whole works.
All night he'd been watching me carefully, studying my every more, like how a lion watches his prey.
"Last call"
I heard it from acrosst the bar. The worst two words possible.
I'd been stood up.
Just as I was standing to leave a gravelly voice whispered in my ear, giving me goosebumps.
"Now don't tell me that a gorgeous girl like you had been stood up."
"Guilty as charged" I murmered back as he spun my chair around until I was facing him, then locked in. His hands on my waist, my legs around his. Our noses were almost touching and could feel his warm hot breath on my cheek.
"What do you say we get out of here? Go to someplace where we can get to know each other a little better?"
"I'd say, that's the best idea I've heard all night."
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