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~Logan~

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Dark skin was the first thing that drew him in. There were few hosts with an exotic color like hers and that alone was enough to enchant him. Her voice hook had him hooked like he was high on ecstasy. Her black hair was held back in a simple ponytail to show off the diamond earrings. The red satin gown she wore projecting grace and displaying her flawless elegance. It hugged her curves in all the right places and had two slits on both sides, showing off miles of chocolate temptation that just begged to be touched. It was unlike anything Logan has ever seen in his entire life.

How could one host be as enticing as a real human being?

Now he realized that these hosts were more than just metal and wires. People took time and made these with so much effort and love to make them as human as possible. Every movement, every gesture, every word was so lifelike, it was almost haunting. This particular one was living proof of that because for the first time, he looked at a woman that made him want to stay for more than a few hours.

Now, he didn't blame William for feeling what he feels towards Dolores. Speaking of whom, she immediately ran into the warm embrace of the dark skinned beauty. Part of him was slightly jealous, while the other part wanted to slap himself for thinking such things.

Logan turned his attention away from the alluring being. The surrounding was pleasant. "Wow..." Logan had uttered beside him as he looked around the place. It was so unlike Maeve's whorehouse. The walls were painted white, a small chandelier hung up above them. More established. It's mahogany floors showed his reflection, a clear indication that this is a place of style; classy as its owner.

"Looks like we'll be stayin here for the night." He heard the sound of their blonde companion, to which his head snapped and he caught the gaze of an unfamiliar pair of brown eyes on him. "Will, Logan, meet the owner of this saloon, Dana. Dana, this is William and that's Logan."

As usual,his bad boy act flared up in an instant just as Dana raised her hand to greet him. Taking her small hand in his, her face flushed just as she felt his soft lips touched her knuckles. "I've passed by the place a few times, wondering were that enchanting voice came from... Now I know and I just have to say that you look absolutely divine."

"Why, thank you. I'm so glad you liked the performance." Dana couldn't hold back the grin that threatened to grace her wonderful features, much to Logan's pleasure. There was an immense beauty in the way her cheeks lit up his entire world. He couldn't get over how confident she was on stage, but when it came to interacting? It was the total opposite. Or was it that she's never met someone like him?

"You don't happen to have a drink around here, don't you?" Will asks, snapping Logan out from his hazy thoughts.

"I have a nice bottle of scotch for you two gentlemen, and I so hope you'll enjoy your stay here, boys." The dark skinned beauty says with a heartwarming smile, and Logan couldn't help but nod in response. His words were caught in his throat and he couldn't help but wonder how this one came to be created. And what was her backstory? Who was she before she became the owner of this fine establishment? There were a lot of questions and little time to answer them all.

Later on, the four of them were sitting at a round table. Dolores and William had told them about their journey, how they were attacked, how Dolores's father was killed by someone who couldn't die and the rest. Dana, the owner of the fabulous saloon, had changed into something a little more practical after her show.

Which slightly bothered Logan because he still wanted to see her in that red dress. Her smooth skin called to him, begged him to touch it ever so gently. For as long as he could remember, he knew he's never desired a host so badly since he entered the game.

"So..." Dana leaned her elbows on the wooden table, staring straight at the man dressed in black, grinning innocently at him and asks, "What brings you here?"

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This is Dana's dress

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