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Once again I was setting my hopes up for nothing, longing for a relationship that could never Sweet cheeks have a seat Poster be. His inevitable departure date was still looming. “Listen, Ryan, I have to go. Marie is all by herself behind the bar and we’re kind of busy. It was nice talking to you. ” I had the sudden urge to flee. “Okay. Um, I guess I’ll talk to you later then. ”I don’t think I even said goodbye. I shoved my phone into the front pocket of my jeans and hurried back behind the bar. The sooner I could get distracted the better. I kept slipping up over and over again, letting my guard down with him and allowing myself to swim in dangerous waters. A few minutes passed and my cell phone buzzed again. I opened the picture Ryan sent; he had a funny expression on his face while pointing to his fake cut lip.

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I couldn’t help but laugh. I tried to convince myself that I wouldn’t get hurt if I kept this thing with him strictly platonic, but Sweet cheeks have a seat Poster to do so I’d have to make sure that I didn’t let him touch me anymore. No more holding hands, or running my fingers through his soft hair, staring into his eyes. Hugging… that was dangerous too. Anything that involved physical contact must be off-limits. I even tried to force myself to have a dream where we were only friends, playing a game of softball with us on the Mitchell’s Pub team, but even my subconscious betrayed me. The following day I tried to banish the lingering memories of the hot and steamy dream I did have about him, where I tore the baseball uniform off his body… “Hey baby!” Marie greeted me as she started her shift Thursday night.

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I dumped a new bucket of ice in the bin, thinking I should dump an entire bucket down my shirt too. “Hey. I have some applicants coming in today. I’d like you to interview them too, since we both have to get along with whomever I hire. ”“Sure. No problem,” she said as she tucked her bar rag in her back pocket. “Did you hear from Mr. Wonderful?”I smiled. “He called me three times today. ”“Three?” She looked surprised. “He wasn’t in a lot of scenes, so he was bored,” I muttered privately. “Bored? Yeah right! He’s Sweet cheeks have a seat Poster definitely crazy about you,” Marie insisted. Marie and I were handling a decent sized crowd when our second applicant came into the bar. He was twenty-something, dressed like a normal human being, and he was early. Marie spent about twenty minutes with him before she returned to the bar.

Sweet cheeks have a seat Poster

I dumped a new bucket of ice in the bin, thinking I should dump an entire bucket down my shirt too. “Hey. I have some applicants coming in today. I’d like you to interview them too, since Sweet cheeks have a seat Poster we both have to get along with whomever I hire. ”“Sure. No problem,” she said as she tucked her bar rag in her back pocket. “Did you hear from Mr. Wonderful?”I smiled. “He called me three times today. ”“Three?” She looked surprised. “He wasn’t in a lot of scenes, so he was bored,” I muttered privately. “Bored? Yeah right! He’s definitely crazy about you,” Marie insisted. Marie and I were handling a decent sized crowd when our second applicant came into the bar. He was twenty-something, dressed like a normal human being, and he was early. Marie spent about twenty minutes with him before she returned to the bar.
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