Easy Moves by Lea Coll5/9/2023 ![]() He thought he knew me, that I couldn’t handle him or the city… but he was wrong. Offering to waitress at his bar in exchange for his help had nothing to do with his flexing biceps or tattoos. But one look at the bad boy bartender and I knew exactly what I needed. He said I knew nothing about his city, the people or what they needed. Too bad the first person I met was a grumpy bartender with a chip on his shoulder. New Orleans was a fresh start, a chance to reinvent myself and do some good. ![]() I was no good for her and never would be. I was just the bad boy that girls like here were attracted to, a passing phase. Taylor was spoiled, privileged and in way over her head. Wanting her was a complication, one that I couldn’t afford. The way she walked in wearing a tight suit and red power heels, flashing that badge should be illegal. ![]() Attorney was the last person I needed in my business… or my bar. ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |