💦Last Call, First Fuck💦“Another whiskey sour, handsome. Make it strong.”I leaned over the sticky bar in my tight little red dress, pushing my tits up so they nearly spilled out. The Austin dive bar was almost empty. It was just me, the cocky bartender, and a couple of drunks in the corner.Jax grinned as he looked me up and down. Tall, tattooed, messy dark hair, and a smile that screamed trouble. His black t-shirt stretched across his broad chest, and the way his jeans hung low made my mouth water.“Last call was ten minutes ago, sweetheart,” he said, voice deep and rough. “But for you? I’ll make an exception.”He mixed my drink but kept his eyes locked on my cleavage the entire time. When he slid the glass over, his fingers brushed mine deliberately.“You’re not from around here,” he said, leaning on the bar so our faces were close. “Tourist?”“Sophie,” I replied, taking a slow sip. “Here for a bachelorette weekend. My friends ditched me for some cowboy bar.”Jax ch
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