Chapter 110

Juan’s first night as co-owner and general manager of Garvey’s was going as well as he had hoped. He had brought in a mechanical bull and had it set up on the stage next to the DJ booth. The lady who stayed on the longest by the end of the contest time, 10 p.m. to 1130 p.m., would win five hundred dollars. The only pre-requisite for the ladies was they had to ride the bull in their bra.

He stood at the door with a bouncer wearing a black button down shirt with Garvey’s in cursive gold writing on the right pocket. His long, dark hair was slicked back into a ponytail with a few strands hanging over the side of his forehead.

The front door opened. The red-head’s hair was long, grazing her shoulders. She wore a black form-fitting top and denim jeans. She had a sharp nose like most red heads but blue eyes. Juan has known a lot of ladies, but he had never met a red-head with the blue eyes. It was sensually unusual, but he still dismissed her. He hated red