Description
A young woman whose past made her cold ends up working for the man she had drunken sex with. •••••• "Can I get another round?" Courtney ordered as she moved the shot glass from her mouth and placed it on the bar counter. She turned around on the bar stool and leaned her back against the counter top. Taking in the music, the atmosphere, the people who should would never talk to. ''Rough night?" The same voice that approached her in then store, asked. "Oh, Yay! Its you again!" She spake in a sarcastic tone. "To what do I owe the pleasure, Denzel?" "Thank you for your correction. You are actually sitting in my favourite bar. I didn't know you were going to be here- not that I mind." He grinned. "Seems like you're gonna drink yourself to a pupil."
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