Chapter 21 - Drink and be MerryWe said good bye to Lindee's mom—who practically wanted to adopt Rick before we got out of the house. She had told him that he was welcomed to come by again for lasagna dinner some night. He actually gave her his cell phone number. Knowing Rick and his enjoyment of food and ladies, he'd be on that in a New York minute.
It was still early and I sure didn't want to go back into Chicago, or back to the Towers—yet. I didn't wish to brood, fret and worry about tonight, or whatever Stefan had in store for me. Yes. He couldn't do the nasty with me—not yet, ha-ha. But there were things he could do to, or with me, or at me. Sheesh!
“I need a drink,” I announced as I drove out of DuKane. “Rick, tell me how to get to Tom's Tavern from here.”
“Sure, sweetheart.” He lo
