she have a nice rack on her and an ass made for holding on to. He inhaled as she set the coasters down and when she turned to walk away. Her scent interested him, but there was a combination of perfume and numerous colognes around him. He stared at her as she made the beers. He watched as men flirted with her and she flirted back. She had an adorable smile and looked kind of sweet and innocent. But with a body like hers, she most likely was experienced. If not, he would love to break her in. It had been a while since a woman interested him and especially one that looked at him with big brown doe eyes and as if he was just another guy.
* * * *
“Hey, what’s up with you?” Vince asked Logan as he followed his line of sight. He, too, focused on the brunette. She had a great set of tits on her that made the word Charlie spread out across the front. The waitress taking orders had a smaller set of breasts on her, and the name Charlie covered her chest from rib to rib. This bartender was hot.
She returned, smiling wide as she clutched three cold mugs of beer in one hand and two in the other. The tank top showed off the definition in her upper arms. She definitely liked to work out.
“There you go, sweetie,” she stated, taking the fifty-dollar bill from Logan. That’s when they caught her scent.
Vince nearly growled, but Logan grabbed his arm and smiled at the bartender.
“Keep the change, honey. We’ll be here all night,” he told her, and she winked at him. Instantly Vince’s cock hardened and pressed against his zipper.
“I don’t fucking believe this!” Vince stated through their link.
“Neither do I. She’s fucking incredible,” Logan added.
“Who’s incredible?” Sunny asked, joining them.
“Jake, Frankie, get over here,” Logan demanded, and immediately they gathered around Logan.
“Check out the bartender,” Vince stated, and his brothers watched as the bartender served some patrons at the other end.
“Yeah, she’s hot,” Frankie added.
“Get her to come back down here and you’ll know what Vince and I mean,” Logan stated firmly.
Frankie whistled loudly, and immediately the bartender turned toward them. She was gorgeous. She appeared to look annoyed at the fact that Frankie whistled at her, but quickly she gave that sexy smile and wiggled her way toward them.
* * * *
Melissa couldn’t believe that one of those big guys whistled at her like a dog. What the hell. Obviously good looks went only so far.
She approached them, and all five were staring at her. She had an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. These guys were way bigger than most cops she had seen around. They towered over everyone currently in the club tonight. She swallowed the feeling of intimidation and put on her best smile.
“What can I do for you, darling?” she asked just as the other bartender asked her a question. She turned her head, causing her ponytail to whip in front of her then back around.
When she turned to see what the guy wanted, he had a look of pure lust in his eyes. It was amazing and it gave her the chills. “What can I get you, honey?” she asked again as she stared into a gorgeous set of brown eyes. He didn’t answer her, so she looked toward the big guy with the brown hair to his shoulders.
“He’ll take another beer, doll.”
Melissa got him another beer then continued to serve the other patrons. The five guys remained crowded around the bar asking her for beers or shots, never leaving the spot. They were tipping well, so she really didn’t care. They engaged her in small talk and seemed really nice.
She absorbed their similar good looks and identical eye color. That’s when it hit her.
“Are you guys brothers?” she asked, but the music was too loud as the strippers took the stage and the bachelor had a front-row seat.
“What?” the one guy with the short brown hair and a solid, muscular body asked. He looked like he had been in the military.
She leaned over the