Came to the bar for a drink, left with a bad case of obsession. Savannah. The most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on. Tastes as sweet as she looks. And I can’t get enough. When I find out she’s coming to work for me, I feel like a starved man looking at a buffet. I try to rein in my desire, but it doesn’t take long before my tether snaps. Savannah’s mine. No matter what. She’s worried what people might think. Too bad I don’t share the same concerns. If anyone has a problem with me claiming her, they can go f*ck themselves.