“Are you trying to turn me on?”
“They’re names of drinks, Lucas,” Aileen reminded him with a roll of her eyes. Boys. They were all the same, even the ones who pretended that they weren’t. “A red-headed slut is Jager, peach schnapps, and cranberry juice, it’s not me referring to myself. Or my sisters, before you get any ideas.” Turning back to the counter, she picked up another bottle, pulling a shot glass towards her and saying, “It’s not going to bother you too much if the next shot I make is called an orgasm, is it? Because it’s really more fun to let them keep their original names.”
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