Ashley's  POV
Strip clubs. I knew the drill, sit, let the dancers do their job. Maybe look a bit mysterious and catch their eye. Most of the girls were the same at every club, fake tits, spray tans, and badly dyed blond hair. LIKE CMON AT LEAST TRY TO COVER UP THE ROOTS!

Maybe it was something in the whiskey, but one girl did stand out. Light brown hair covered chocolate brown eyes and a short leather jacket paired, open, no shirt, with black shorts that barely covered her ass.

Damn.

As she started dancing her eyes locked on mine, filled with mischief and sin. She continued not glancing away even once.

Ugh fuck, I felt myself starting to get hard.

By the time she was finished and skimped off the stage I was hard as a rock.

Fucking little slut, she knew exactly what she did.

I gulped down the rest of my whiskey and tipped my hat over my eyes. I was about to head out when someone came up behind me.

"You wouldn't be leaving without me, now would you Outlaw"

Fuck.