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Hey, so do you have a plot in mind?

Okay. How about a bartender and her boss?

Yeh sure. Do you want to start or shall I?

Alright..


Tag sat at his office doing the accounting and paying bills that all his bars needed. He was at his main office now, he wasn't at the rest very often. He went down to the bar to get a drink.

"Hey Ana," Tag smiled warmly, "can you get me a beer please?" He asked as he sat down ina stool in front of her.

He grinned, putting a hand over hers but not taking the beer yet, "so, what did you say about that date?" He asked, "you never gave me a reply the other night."

"That wont be a problem. Is tomorrow night okay?" He asked. She never wanted anytime off even when he offered but she seemed like she didn't mind,

"My hair," he whined but he was grinning, "and I like talking to you."

No, I really love you he wanted to say but ended up saying, "I really really really like you." He laced their fingers together as he took the beer and downed some. He stood up and leaned over the bar to kiss her.

He grinned before putting a hand behind her neck and kissing her passionately.

He smiled against her lips as he tilted her head back with his thumb and kissed her deeply.

He raised his eyebrows and went up to his office.

He nodded before closing the door and stalking over to her. He kissed her again passionately.

He deepened the kiss as his hands went to her hips, gripping them.

He picked her up and set her down on his desk, still kissing her as one of his hands slipped under her shirt and onto her pefect skin. He didn't dare move his hand off her waist though.

He moaned as he pushed closer to her.

He pulled back panting, "you're testing my self control." He whispered, his lips lingering above hers.

He laughed but didn't move away.

He lifted his hands over his head to help her before slipping them back under her shirt. He had finally gotten his breathing under control.

"You never asked and I didn't know I had to tell you," he said with a smirk.

He kissed her back, deeply.

"You make me stop breathing," he kissed her, "and your kisses make me light headed." He said in a hoarse voice.

"I love you, Ana, I've loved you since the moment you said my name," he said, his heartrate increasing.

He kised her again.

He tipped her head back before slipping his tongue into her mouth, moaning at the taste of her.

His hands itched to go higher but he kept them planted, not wanting to push her. He pushed agaist her tongue.

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