“Do you have any plans for tonight?” Reynaud had a reason for asking. It had been one year since Burke’s turning and he wanted to celebrate.
“Nothing I can’t put off,” Burke replied.
“Good. I was thinking. We haven’t been to the club in a long time.”
“Like well over a year? You said it wasn’t a good idea. All those hot, sweaty bodies is how I think you put it.”
Reynaud laughed. “True, but now I think you can handle them. Okay, that did not come out the way it was supposed to.”
Burke grinned. “Nope. But since the only hot body I want to handle is yours, I’ll take it the way you meant it.”
“Good. Go get dressed.”
“I am dressed,” Burke replied.
“You’re being obstreperous. Put on something other than tattered cut-offs and a T-shirt that looks like you dug it out of a dumpster.”
“But t
