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Licking his lips, Tag felt his cock go hard in an instant.
    Stepping up to the bar, Nicole gave him a killer smile. “Hey, you.”
    “Damn, woman. You look good enough to eat.” He leaned over the bar and gave her a kiss, brushing his fingers across her erect nipple as he thrust his tongue into her mouth.
    He broke the kiss and looked into Nicole’s eyes. “You’re absolutely beautiful.” Wendy Jean chose that moment to holler his name. He looked over at her and nodded. “What can I get you to drink?”
    “Just a draw of beer. Will it bother you if I leave you for a few minutes and play Darlene in a game of pool?” Nicole leaned against the bar, showing Tag a generous view of her breasts.
    Groaning, Tag couldn’t help but to slip a finger between those glorious creamy mounds. “It’s fine with me. Just do me a favour and save me a dance. I have another break coming in an hour.” Wendy Jean yelled at him again and he quickly filled an icy glass of beer for Nicole before going to the other end of the bar to mix drinks.
    He watched as Nicole took her beer and walked over to the pool table. She put her quarters down to save her spot in line and went to find her friend.
    “Honestly, Tag, if you’re going to drool, at least do it while you work.”
    Tag looked up to find Wendy Jean smiling at him. “Don’t worry. I like Skeeter. I just like getting good tips even better. Now hurry up with my order.” She finished her sentence with a wink and Tag nodded.
    “I can’t help it. She’s just so damn beautiful. What in the hell is wrong with the men of this town? Even if she’d turned me down after I approached her, I would have kept trying until she gave in.”
    Placing the drinks securely on her tray, Wendy Jean tilted her head sideways. “I think that’s because you seem interested in more than a quick piece of ass from her. The guys around here usually only want one thing when they come to the bar, to get laid and then go back to their wives or girlfriends. Skeeter’s known these fellas her entire life. She knows their wives and girlfriends so she doesn’t give most of them the time of day.”
    “Good. That’s nice to hear. I don’t plan on sharing her with anyone. She’s mine.” Tag nodded once and went back to tending bar.

    When it was finally her turn to play pool, Nicole signalled to Darlene and headed to pick out a stick. A hand running across her butt, made Nicole smile. Turning around she expected to see Tag, what she saw instead was the worst nightmare of her life. “Lonnie? What are you doing back in town?”
    The good-looking blond man stepped even closer to Nicole. “I came back to see if you’ll forgive me, Skeeter?”
    Taking several steps back, Nicole put her hand up to ward him off. “My name’s not Skeeter and you know how much I hate that. Are you sure you came back for me or for some more of my savings?” Nicole turned her back on him and approached the table. She glanced over her shoulder as Lonnie stood with his mouth open. “Give it up Lonnie. You’ll never get another thing from me. You’re damn lucky I don’t call Sheriff Buford on your ass.”
    Trying her best to ignore him, Nicole let Darlene break. She ended up with solids, which were her favourites. Glancing up, Nicole spotted Tag watching her. She wondered if he’d seen the exchange with Lonnie.
    “Your shot kiddo,” Darlene said as she seemed to keep one eye on Nicole and one on Lonnie.
    “Sorry,” Nicole said as she studied the table. She finally decided on her shot, partly because it was across the table from where Lonnie stood. After watching the ball sink into the hole, Nicole walked around the table again. This time, she watched as Darlene insinuated herself between Nicole and Lonnie. God bless her best friend.
    The game went on that way, with Darlene trying her best to run interference. She didn’t want to start a fight but she didn’t like the way Lonnie kept looking at her. Evidently she wasn’t the