’ Trying to quell his lust, Clint nodded towards to little boy, ‘Your son?’ She nodded, ‘Sean’s five years old.’ For a moment she stared a... Sean, then, ‘You are Mr. Davis, correct?’ Clint clenched his fists to keep from reaching for her when she focused all of her attention on him again. He knew in his gut that she was special. It scared the shit out of him and he nodded mutely at her question. He knew in that moment that he had a choice to make. Walk away or stay. He stared into her dark brown. D. half as much now. You look young, but damn close to twenty-one. This early, the day shift bartenders don't card as much. Besides, these guys that work the pre-dinner shift don't get a lot of nice looking women sitting right at the bar, so they're not as used to it as the more blas? night shift guys. They'll scrutinize your fake I.D. far less, as I said, if they ask for it at all." His voice was low enough so the bartender could not hear, but not enough of a whisper to attract attention."Is. More

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