Two hours later, Cordelia tapped at the office door and opened it up. She stuck her head in, grinning.
“The coast is clear. You can come out now.”
“Thank God.” Sully got to his feet. “I’m starving.”
“I’m heating up some of the lasagna that Roberta brought us. It’ll be ready in about twenty minutes.”
“Roberta?”
“Yeah. Pamela’s the blonde, Roberta’s the redhead and Karen’s the brunette.” She paused. “They sound like a girl band, huh?”
“Were they nice?”
“Very, actually.” She turned to go back to the kitchen. “Smart, funny, sweet, kind.”
“Good.” He followed her, enjoying watching her generous ass in those tailored black pants. “They say anything interesting?”
“Not for our purposes, but yes. They did say one thing.” Her dark eyes sparkled as she shot him a look over her shoulder.
“OK
