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for another shake. There weren’t any sparks with this guy, but he was really nice and not too hard on the eyes. Definitely moving to the top of the list.

    On the plane, Luke was trying not to come out of his skin. The flights were full, so he’d waited all night and most of the day on stand-by before he could get a flight to Las Vegas. He knew that his chances of catching Kathy before she did something she would regret were slim, but he had to try. If she went through with this, she would be making a huge mistake, and he had to find her and show her somehow.
    Kathy had a body that was every teenager’s wet dream. While she moaned and groaned about back pain caused by her huge ta-tas, Luke appreciated them every chance he got. And tonight was no exception. The neckline of the dress she was wearing dipped low, taunting Luke with the view of flesh pressed together, inviting him to stick something between them: his hand, his tongue, his dick. Instead, Kathy had wedged a shot of tequila in there, after he’d licked a trail across one shoulder and sprinkled salt onto the moisture. She stuck the wedge of lime between her teeth, and smiled, teasing him. She knew he wouldn’t be able to do too much in the middle of the bar. Or else she was daring him to.
    The Gin was a honky tonk, plain and simple. It was an old, refurbished cotton gin, complete with tin roof, wood slat walls, and giant duct work coming from the ceiling to transport the cotton fluff. The walls were covered with giant posters of scantily clad Budweiser babes, some with light-up nipples. It was a classy joint.
    Luke grabbed her slim hips, squeezing them, before pulling her closer, lowering his hands to her ass. He dipped his mouth to her shoulder, licking the salt off, then inhaled deeply of her light floral perfume as he grasped the shot glass between his lips, pulling his head back and allowing the liquor to slide down his throat. He spat the glass onto the bar, and sucked on the lime between her lips, savoring the tangy flavor of the citrus before removing it and going back to her mouth for more.
    Kissing Kathy was like nothing else he’d ever experienced. He could honestly get lost in her. The feel of her tight little body pressed against him, as he squeezed her ass, pushing her tits against his chest, the moans escaping her mouth, as his tongue took possession. Her taste. God she tasted so sweet, with the aftertaste of the whiskey sours she’d been drinking.
    A chorus of cheers broke through the lusty haze, and he realized they’d put on a show for the entire cluster of people at the bar, his brother included. He looked around, sheepishly, pulling Kathy closer to him. Suddenly, he felt the desire to get her away from everybody else, so he could have her to himself.
    His visits to Serendipity weren’t nearly enough for him, but he wasn’t quite ready to move up here. Luke really wished Kathy would move down to Houston to be with him, but she’d already told him she wasn’t interested in moving again. She enjoyed her job. And Connor would kill him if he took away his brother’s best employee. He’d told him so, and Luke didn’t doubt him.
    He knew Kathy wanted more from him, and if Luke was honest with himself, he wanted more too. But he was afraid if he moved up here, Kathy would start picking out China patterns and baby booties, and Luke sure as hell wasn’t ready for all that.
    He looked down at her and saw her dark blue eyes gazing back at him, full of arousal. As his gaze traveled lower, he noticed her tight dress showed off nipples, big as pencil erasers. This was what he liked about her. Every time they were together, she looked at him like he was the only person in the room.
    “Let’s get out of here. I’m over the audience. Can we go back to your place?” His voice was gritty with arousal, as he whispered in her ear. He felt her shudder under his fingers, and his cock twitched in anticipation.
    Later that night, after some of the most