“The fact you’re willing to try to make good on your debt is what counts.”
Byron listened quietly. Now he said, “It soundslike you’ve turned over a new leaf. But why should Jonah believe you?”
Collin gave him a dry look. “He probably shouldn’t, all things considered. I know what I was like. What I’ve been like since well before he and I met. All I can say is, I am growing up, thanks to Tom. You might not think so from looking at me, but he has me on a strict budget now. The only reason I’m wearing these clothes is because I’m on my way home from my job at the club.”
Byron arched an eyebrow.
“He works at The Lounge, as a bartender,” Jonah said. “I’ll have to take you there sometime. It’s sort of retro, sort of mod, if that makes sense.”
“Considering what Collin’s wearing, it does. I have the feeling I’d feel real out of place there.”
“Hey,” Collin said, grinning, “it’s a nice place and we don’t discriminate because you’re old.”