Evelyn’s POV
The bar smelled like whiskey, sweat, and a hint of smoke, and the moment I walked in I felt it, eyes on me.
I had dressed for it, I knew exactly what I was doing, short skirt, no bra under...
Evelyn’s POV
The bar smelled like whiskey, sweat, and a hint of smoke, and the moment I walked in I felt it, eyes on me.
I had dressed for it, I knew exactly what I was doing, short skirt, no bra under...