Lena Lisa walked in front of me the minute Max left the bar. She put her arms on the counter, without pushing her breasts out this time. "Do you want anything else to drink, honey?" she seemed so bored. "No, I'm fine" I answered while taking my book out of my backpack. "Come on, Max said whatever you drink is on him" Oh, that was why he whispered to her. "I see. But no thanks I'm good" "Come one, maybe champagne?" she insisted. "No, I said I'm good" "Don't be silly, he's paying... take two champagnes!" she laughed. "I don't drink" "Then buy them and give them to me!" she laughed again. Did she think she was funny? "If I want to buy something I'll do it with my own money, so should you" I faked a smile and opened my book in front of me. "Oh, poor Lena, you got a crush on him, don't you? Poor, poor you. Let me tell you something about Max Walker... I know him better than you do. He’ll have fun with you and then off you go. Don't you see that?" I stayed silent. I knew she
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