“Hi, Micah.” She gave Joe a lingering look. “Who’s your hunky friend?”
“Kristi, this is Joe.”
“Hi, Joe.”
“Hi, Kristi.”
“So,” she asked, snapping her gum, “you guys here for supper?”
“Uh huh, but give us a while, okay?”
“Sure. Just let me know when you’re ready.” She looked Joe up and down again before sashaying back to the bar.
Micah laughed. “I suppose you get that all the time.”
“Yep. All the time. From the girls, that is.”
“Well, a lot of guys would do it, too, if they weren’t afraid you’d put some hurt on ‘em.”
“I’m not a violent person.” He looked Micah in the eye. “I might be inclined to say yes if the right guy came on to me.”
“And that’s the kind of conversation we’ll have to save until later, back at my place.”
Interesting, Joe thought. He’s planning for us to go back
