Chapter 13

Up in his apartment, Jamie grabbed a backpack. He stuffed in cut-offs, a T-shirt, clean underwear and sandals. Dashing into his bathroom, he pulled out a shaving bag that he always had ready for impromptu getaways and tossed that into the backpack, too.

Finally, he went into his bedroom and opened the bedside table drawer. In it sat a new bottle of lube and unopened packet of condoms. Jamie’s hand shook as he picked them up and laid them on the bed.

A minute later, he’d changed into sneakers, and a casual shirt, not bothering to change the pants, he stuffed the supplies in the pants’ pocket, grabbed the backpack, and hurried out, locking the door behind him.

When he got back to the cab, Scott greeted him with a smile.

“All set?” Scott asked once Jamie was settled next to him.

“You bet.”