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Casey had known when Audrey hired her to serve drinks at AUDREY’S that it was a bar for supernaturals. Even after more than a year, Casey couldn't stop her jaw from dropping a little whenever Audrey showed off her skills as a witch. Being a human was so boring sometimes.

The doors to the bar burst open with a roar as six mud-covered men entered in various states of undress, singing a drunken anthem so garbled Casey couldn't tell if they were singing about a "winner" or a "fibber."They carried their victor on their bulging shoulders, singing and dripping water all over the floor.

Casey stopped herself from drooling slightly at all the muscled flesh parading past. This was one of the major benefits of being on AUDREY'S staff: the shifters. Everyone has a type, and Casey’s was big, half-naked, and growling.

“Orson is our Shifter Challenge winner!” Lola’s voice rang out through the bar as she walked in behind the men. The bartender's long black braids hovered over her head, swaying of their own accord. Her bright red smile was the same shade as the rose petals on the thorny tattoo circling her neck and dropping low into her ample cleavage. Lola leaped over the bar in a quick effortless motion, grabbed a few empty pitchers as she jumped through the air, and positioned them below the taps in a single graceful movement. “Let’s get our champion a drink!”

Audrey and Casey applauded from behind the bar as the men hollered merrily. Casey concentrated on keeping her facial expression neutral as Orson the bear shifter was lowered to the ground and the group settled at one of the back tables. Guys that gorgeous didn't notice poor, heavy bartender-caterers and it wasn't worth the heartbreak to try.

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Casey had known when Audrey hired her to serve drinks at AUDREY’S that it was a bar for supernaturals. Even after more than a year, Casey couldn't stop her jaw from dropping a little whenever Audrey showed off her skills as a witch. Being a human was so boring sometimes.The doors to the bar burst open with a roar as six mud-covered men entered in various states of undress, singing a drunken anthem so garbled Casey couldn't tell if they were singing about a "winner" or a "fibber."They carried their victor on their bulging shoulders, singing and dripping water all over the floor.Casey stopped herself from drooling slightly at all the muscled flesh parading past. This was one of the major benefits of being on AUDREY'S staff: the shifters. Everyone has a type, and Casey’s was big, half-naked, and growling.“Orson is our Shifter Challenge winner!” Lola’s voice rang out through the bar as she walked in behind the men. The bartender's long black braids hovered over her head, swaying of their own accord. Her bright red smile was the same shade as the rose petals on the thorny tattoo circling her neck and dropping low into her ample cleavage. Lola leaped over the bar in a quick effortless motion, grabbed a few empty pitchers as she jumped through the air, and positioned them below the taps in a single graceful movement. “Let’s get our champion a drink!”وأشاد أودري وكيسي من وراء البار كما الرجال هوليريد مرح. كيسي تتركز على حفظ لها تعبيرات محايدة اورسون خفضت شيفتر الدب على الأرض والمجموعة استقر في أحد الجداول مرة أخرى. رائع أن الرجال لم يلاحظوا الفقيرة، الثقيلة في القطاع الفندقي نادل وأنه لم يكن يستحق الأسى لمحاولة.

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