Chapter 18

He threw out a number.

“Holy shit,” I said. “That much?”

“Good neighborhood, great house, piece of cake.”

“Well, guys,” Sam said, “the food and wine are gone, and I know you have other things on your minds, so I’ll be on my way.”

“I need to move my car to the garage,” I said, “so I’ll walk you to yours.”

“Great,” Sam said. “Good to meet you, Rion.”

“You too,” Rion said.

Before he could get into his car, I gave Sam a hug. “Thanks for everything,” I said.

“You’re welcome. Don’t let this guy get away—I think he’s a keeper.”

“Yeah. See you Thursday morning.”

“As always. Bye.”

He drove off, and I pulled my car into the garage. Rion was waiting for me inside the house, already naked.

“In a hurry, are we?”

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

We ran up the stairs, and I began pulling off my clothes the minute we got to the master bedroom. When we were sated, at least for the moment, Rion said, “Go look on the dresser.”