“No, but there was a scandalously exposed ass crack,” he said. He made a clicking sound and jerked his head to the woman standing behind him. The redhead knelt with a knee on her bar stool and forearms on the counter, looking like she planned to pounce, jungle cat style, on the bartender. At least two inches of seam showed between her midriff top and her pants. The woman coyly twisted her ankle in a circle.
“It’s taking all my willpower not to dive into the fault line,” he said.
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on 2013-09-17 06:29 pm (UTC)“It’s taking all my willpower not to dive into the fault line,” he said.
Daniel grinned into his beer.