Check. Black eyeliner expertly applied to bring out the green in my eyes? Check. Lips plump, shiny, and looking like I could suck a golf ball through a hundred feet of garden hose? Check. See-through T-shirt tight over chest and short enough to show off my belly button ring? Check. Pants low on my hips and hugging my ass so tight I can’t breathe? Check. Rowan Connelly laughed at himself in the bathroom mirror. He could breathe but just barely. If he sat down, his close-fitting black leather pants were in serious jeopardy of splitting at the seams and maybe a ball or two would be crushed in the process. But as long as they hung low on his hips and hugged his ass, who gave a crap? His mama always said that being beautiful came at a price, and if he hoped to get lucky tonight, that price was breathing. Hell, breathing was highly overrated anyway. Sex, now that was the stuff, and unfortunately, it was stuff he was currently lacking in his life. Hopefully, he looked slutty enough to get someone interested and get that taken care of.
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