She'd heard that too whenever she called them out on their bumbling attempts to get in her pants. Ava arched her brows as if to say aren't you?.
But looking at him full on...and getting a whiff of his scent...she could tell he wasn't some horndog looking to get laid. Then why was he here? This was the kind of place you went to when you wanted a fight, to get lost in a bottle or seven or pick up a one night stand of questionable hygiene. Everything her senses got from this guy said none of those were accurate. Weird.
And curious so Ava jerked her chin at him. "Who wants to know."