Chapter 13 d Crow

Her shoulder tilted back an inch. “It depends on what you want. The usual?”

His tongue licked his narrow lips and his hanging arm rose. His fingertip glided up along the underside of her chin. “Yeah, that’s what I want. The usual.”

She met his gaze and nodded once. “Did you happen to bring enough for a third wheel?” His eyebrows crumpled and he pulled his head away sharply. She counteracted by leaning forward and closing the gap that he had left between them. “Sorry, I should’ve opened with that. I have a friend who is having a hard time-”

His eyebrow raised. “She?”

She chuckled. “He.”

His hand dropped, his torso twisted, and he turned the music up so loud that the other voices upstairs were completely muted. “Alright, alright,” he sighed. “You know I swing both ways, so I’ll take care of you and your friend. Just give me a minute to go unwind. I’ll be in your bed.”

“Sure thing.” She flattened against the wall and he passed by her.