YES! DADDIES: A HOT COMPILATION OF SHORT STORIES
I love it.
I grab a drink from the bar—something red and sweet that tastes like sin—and turn to survey my options.
That's when I see them.
Three guys standing together near the VIP section, and holy shit. It's like someone ordered them from a catalog labeled "Scarlett's Wet Dreams."
Guy one: tall, dark hair, shoulders for days, wearing a black shirt that shows off his arms. He's got this intense look, like he's cataloging everything in the room.
Guy two: blond, pretty-boy face but a body that says he works out religiously. Slightly shorter than guy one but built like he could throw me around. I am extremely into it.