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swinging doors at the entrance, exactly as you would see them in any Old West movie. The people inside were a bit different, though. It definitely attracted the rough outlaw types, only these ones wore leather.
    As I walked past the benches, I immediately noticed that there were only a handful of girls here. The ratio was about ten to one, and I caught the eyes of nearly every man in the room as I took my seat. I sat next to what appeared to be a younger guy, but he was turned away from me so I couldn’t know for sure.
    The actual bar was in the center of the room with stools all around. Every piece of furniture inside was wooden and worn. The stools, the counters, the tables—everything except the bottles of alcohol and lights.
    I spotted Jag sitting across from me on the other side of the bar with a beer bottle in hand. He wore a black leather jacket and had his hair tucked behind his right ear.
    His eyes were focused on me, but I returned no attention. The game was on.
    “What’ll it be?” the bartender asked unenthusiastically.
    “A beer,” I replied.
    He reached under the counter and pulled out a bottle before popping the top and leaving. I tossed a few coins on the counter and sat patiently, observing how everyone interacted with each other.
    I noticed Jag’s eyes on me quite frequently, but that was still no different than any other man in the room. My jacket was unzipped just enough to expose some cleavage. I wasn’t afraid to use my body as a weapon.
    The man Jag was talking to got up to use the men’s room. I gave him a slightly longer look before I pretended to look down shyly. It happened almost too naturally for me. His rugged air was definitely the type that I found attractive.
    Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him get up and come around the bar. Before he could get to me, I turned to the young guy beside me and tapped him on the shoulder.
    “Hey, what’s a lady gotta do to get some attention around here?” I asked.
    “Huh?”
    I could see his face now. He’ll do , I thought. He was attractive enough for my purposes tonight.
    “You heard me.”
    “Well, you could take your top off and dance on a table. I’m sure that would get some eyes.”
    Jag walked past us at this point and I got a nice glimpse of his ass as he circled back around. He had a swagger to his step, like he didn’t care what anyone thought of him.
    “How about some conversation first, darling?” I replied.
    “About what?”
    “You sure know how to seduce a lady, don’t yah?”
    “Sure do.”
    I glanced back over at Jag’s seat. He had completed his round of the bar and had returned to his starting position. With Jag leaning further over the counter, he watched intently as I talked to this dumbass.
    “Mind giving me a ride home?” I asked.
    The young guy turned to his friend.
    “See yah, man. I’m out.”
    His friend didn’t even look at me. He just took his friend’s hand and they bumped their chests together as they clasped palms.
    “Bye,” said his friend.
    The young guy turned back to me. “Let’s go.”
    I gave Jag one last glance as I left, letting our eyes linger just long enough for him to think I was playing with him.
    When we got back to my place, I thanked the man for the ride and stepped out. This guy was too dumb to get any action from me tonight. He got out of the car, too.
    “You’re not inviting me up?” he asked.
    “No.” I didn’t even bother turning back.
    “Yeah you are,” he said and I heard his car door shut behind me.
    I stopped at the door to my apartment building and turned around.
    “No, I’m not,” I repeated more sternly this time.
    That didn’t stop him. He approached me and showed his intent as he extended his arm toward my hip.
    “If you touch me, I’ll put you on the floor.” I was done with this little shitface.
    He laughed and continued despite my warning. As soon as his hand touched my hip, I raised my knee and came in rough contact with his junk. I could feel