Dumbass hurried up to the room he kept at the clubhouse after Jake relieved him. He showered and changed clothes, putting on a clean t-shirt under his kutte and jeans that weren’t covered in dust from figuring out what they had and what they’d need for the party then headed back downstairs. He’d see what Jailbait wanted, but he was in the mood for a good steak. Hopefully he could find someplace that could accommodate them both.
His foot hit the floor at the bottom of the stairs as he spotted her sitting on one of the stools at the bar. Her bright red dress wasn’t what she’d had on when he’d last seen her. Spotting him she slid off the seat, landing gently on three inch heels that made her look less like a little girl playing dress up than some of the taller heels did. Dumbass didn’t know
