Johnny had seen her when she'd come in. It wasn't her size that had caught his attention, though it had been the first reason he'd looked over. No. She was mighty pretty and had eyes like a husky, that beautiful blue you could get lost in.
And he was a sucker for brunettes.
He wiped his hands off on the bar towel he was holding and he moved around the side of the bar, carrying another hard cider with him to replace hers.
"Evening, darlin'. Look like you're thinkin' mighty hard."