Third one’s calm—eyes sharp.
“You flinch when girls swing, that it?”
“Only when they look this good doin’ it.”
Crowd oohs from the dark corners.
She steps close, chin tilted, all nerve.
“Keep talkin’. I like targets that flirt back.”










Third one’s calm—eyes sharp.
“You flinch when girls swing, that it?”
“Only when they look this good doin’ it.”
Crowd oohs from the dark corners.
She steps close, chin tilted, all nerve.
“Keep talkin’. I like targets that flirt back.”









