Two shadows loomed in the doorway for a moment, and then the door shut with a solid clunk.

Her heart rate picked up. Not one but two suited and booted men, tall, dark, ties loose and collars open, walked in. One had just the right amount of end-of-the-day stubble and he nodded her way as they walked to the opposite end of the bar, clearly comfortable in the surroundings. Frequent patrons.

She bit on her bottom lip and crossed her stockinged legs, knowing damn well they looked good. She bobbed her foot, her pointed high heels stabbing the air.

The other guy, neat dark beard, set his attention on her, his eyes roaming from her face, down her body to her dangling shoe then slowly back up again.

She sipped her drink as a small thrill went through her. His expression told her he liked what he saw.

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