His Curvy Fantasy

HudsonAnna Charlotte had some damn nerve. Storming around my bar and acting like she had a say in how I ran things? She could sit her curvy, cute butt on a stool and stew, but she couldn't utter a peep. As if she could keep her thoughts to herself. She had an opinion about everything. And all of them said I was wrong. I was losing my patience with the woman. If she wasn't careful, I was going to h...