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Oh, Boo!
Sawyer
“Capone. Heard you saved my bouncer tonight. Whatcha doin' here?” I ask sitting in the booth across from JT.
He looks delectable in his gray three-piece pinstripe suit with his blonde gelled back on top of his head. His fedora and blazer lay beside him on the seat, and the white sleeves of his button-down were rolled up to his elbows. His silver and dark gray striped tie is loose enough that the top button is undone. There is a slight pink to his cheek and ears that tells me he is drunk or close to it.
“Needed a few drinks where I wouldn’t be bothered about work stuff. Also, I knew I would see, eventually,” he says with the grin of a cat who got his cream.
“You were right about seeing me at my club. So, did you just come here to drink, or is there something else you need?” I ask with a purr as I stroke his
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