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big, oval, light-green eyes caught on mine. I didn’t even see a flicker of interest light her eyes. Lesbian. Had to be. I knew I was a good looking man. The fact her eyes didn’t even sparkle just made me think she swung for patches instead of stalk.
    “Hi, welcome to Chili’s, Al is your bartender, but he looks a little busy so I’ll get you started. What are you having this evening? Would you like to start off with a Presidente Rita and maybe some Southwestern Eggrolls?”
    “Ha. Nah. I’m good. I’ll take a double Crown straight. That’s it.”
    The girl got a glass and put two fingers of the amber liquid and passed it to me.
    “There you go. If you’re ordering, just let Al know.” With that, the girl finished wiping down the well. She walked to big guy and told him something and he looked to me, lifted his head and then responded back.
    She walked back to me, told me to have a good night and she walked out of sight. I finished the drink and was lifting my wallet from my pocket when I saw her walk from the back area towards the side door.
    Unexpectedly, I wasn’t ready to see her go.
    “Wait a sec.”
    What the hell was I doing?
    I laid a twenty down, put my glass on top and walked over to the girl, who actually did as I said. When I stood in front of her, I towered over her. Some reason, I rather liked that. The girls I usually took to my bed were tall, toned and slender.
    This girl was all the opposite. I couldn’t tell exactly what her upper body looked like with the black collared shirt loose, but she was wearing form fitting jeans. I wasn’t about to ask her to turn around so I could check out her ass. That’s just bad manners.
    She waited patiently for me to say something. However, all my mouth seemed to do was imitate a damn fish. Open. Close. Open.
    Get it fucking together, Dixon. The girl just shook her head, turned, and pushed her way through the door. Damn, she had a nice, firm, round ass made for grabbing, spanking and some other wicked, hot things.
    Ugh.
    I shook the lascivious thoughts from my mind and pushed through the door. She was climbing into an old-fashioned truck that looked brand new. Damn. It was a nice truck, too. She must keep it in prime condition. Which I knew cost a pretty penny. Damn, a little rich princess. Those were the worst kind of girls. Not what I wanted, either. But then, why the hell was she working in a restaurant? That intrigued me.
    I hurried over and caught her door in my hand, stilling it before she shut it closed.
    “Sorry, I didn’t mean to not say anything. I didn’t catch your name.”
    “I didn’t give it.”
    “Nice truck.”
    “Ha. Yeah. Thanks. Is that the best you can do?”
    “What?”
    I knew I was totally fucking up this conversation.
    She chuckled with sarcasm and said, “Never mind. I need to be getting home.”
    “Where’s home?”
    That took her aback. Her eyes widened and then she started looking around nervously and reached her hand into her small purse.
    “Shit. That didn’t come out right. Don’t answer that question and please don’t pull out the pepper spray you so totally got a firm grip on. I’m an idiot. I just wanted to know your name.”
    That’s when I saw her eyes get brighter and a smile splayed on her heart shaped face. It wasn’t an ugly face either. It was actually quite stunning. It was dim in the restaurant and dark out here with her silhouette lit up only by her truck light, but the moon was just right to shine on her face.
    “Want in one hand. Shit in the other. Which do you think will fill faster?”
    She sure had a mouth on her, than her face turned bright red and her hand flew over her mouth.
    “Oh, goodness. I am so sorry. That was totally inappropriate of me to say. I read this Maya Banks novel today and that line totally stuck with me. I thought to myself, I’m gonna use that the next time someone wants something from me. But I am sorry. You’re a total stranger,” then mumbled, ‘a hot