Dirty Talker

<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Turn-ons...</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Party girls.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Platinum blondes.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Zero expectations.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I used to think that if you could combine all three into one female you'd have the perfect woman.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Then why the hell does Ava Pearson-an outdoorsy girl a brunette and a woman who screams stability and responsibility-seem to be the only woman on my mind lately?</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I've got enough obligations without adding any complications to the mix-my son my bar...well that's about it. But that's enough for a guy like me.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It's the cupcakes. It's gotta be the cupcakes she bakes that keep me coming back for more. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach right? Apparently it's a direct target to his junk too.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Did I forget to mention that she's my buddy's daughter... another member of the Single Dads Club's daughter?</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Ava might say she can handle being friends-with-benefits but I'm not sure she can. Unfortunately for her I'm too selfish of a prick to care-until I do.</span></p>