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wiped that teasing smile off and left a completely different kind of smile behind, one made from pure bliss and sedation. However, the melancholy funk he’d been in was still riding him hard and he simply wasn’t up to playing the game tonight.
    “I’ll just take another water.”
    Micah’s smile faltered, but he recovered quickly, though the laughter in his eyes dimmed when his baiting tactics proved ineffective. “Yes, Sir.”
    He set another water—without a cute umbrella—down in front of Tackett. “Thank you.”
    Micah opened his mouth to say something, but snapped it shut when Blake took the stool to Tackett’s right. “Good evening, Tackett.” He nodded toward the water. “I take it you’ve come to play tonight?”
    He was aware of Micah’s eyes on him, felt the younger man lean in a bit closer, no doubt wondering what Tackett’s answer would be. If Micah was hoping to play with him, he was going to be sorely disappointed.
    “Evening, Blake.” Tackett picked up his glass and tipped it at him. “No playing tonight—just thirsty.” He took a sip, then set the glass back down and stole a glance at a now scowling Micah.
    Ever observant, Blake also noticed Micah’s interest in their conversation. “Micah, there is a customer who requires your assistance.”
    The flirty smile reappeared on the kid’s face, and he took a step back. “Yes, Sir.” He winked at Tackett before moving down to the other end of the bar. Tackett’s gaze was drawn to the exaggerated swish and sway of Micah’s hips.
    Blake chuckled. “I do believe you have an admirer.”
    Micah placed his hands on the bar in front of the customer at the end, spread his legs and pushed out his tight little butt. Jesus, the kid was begging to be beaten. Tackett shook his head at his antics.
    “Nah. I’m guessing that boy is just a terminal flirt.”
    “He’s a flirt, all right. It makes him a very popular bartender, but he saves these kinds of extremes for when you’re around.”
    When Tackett turned away from Micah’s backside, he had schooled his features, not showing any interest. “What’s his story, anyway?”
    “He started working here right around the same time Ty was hired. He came from The Whip.”
    “They got tired of his antics, I take it?”

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