I felt the last of my cold margarita slip down my throat, and I couldn't get her deep, sexy voice out of my head. Isn't it a little cold for margaritas? Maybe it was, but they're my favorite drink. I reached into my purse for my wallet but stopped and smiled to myself as I remembered her- the tall girl with black framed glasses and jet black hair, the same one who questioned my timing of a margarita, who kindly put all of my drinks on her tab. Normally I would feel slightly awkward about someone paying for me, but the sexy, confident, and intriguing woman didn't seem to hurt financially given her wallet was filled with hundreds of dollars. Honestly, I couldn't quite shake the feeling she was serious about her career in drugs. How else could she have all that money? Not to mention she fit the stereotype with her toned arms littered with colorful tattoos. I tried to keep my focus on her tattoos rather than her muscular biceps.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry to cut our happy hour short, but some of us need sleep," the bartender stated, I could hear the underlying tone of annoyance. Silently thanking him for deterring my brain from Alex, the gorgeous woman, I stumbled towards the door, quickly realizing how many drinks I had... that's it! The alcohol was making me interested in her- a woman. I turned right as I exited the now closing bar but was quickly halted as I crashed directly into-
"Alex!!!"
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Before Incarceration
RomanceA vauseman story about the two before they went to prison. It takes place right after the infamous 'Piper meets Alex in a bar' scene.
