CHAPTER NINE
Connie had taken a taxi to the cocktail lounge. It was almost empty, and she sat at a little table in the corner. At precisely five-eighteen, Jerry walked in, saw her, and came over.
"Lady," he said, smiling down at her, "I hope you're all ready for a workout!"
Connie almost choked on her drink. Ready? She was only hoping she wouldn't soak the seat of the chair she was sitting in!
Jerry sat down and ordered them a drink.
"What's in the shopping bag?" he asked, indicating a plastic bag on the floor next to her legs.
"Oh, just a few things that I saw in a*****e window. I had the cab stop. You can see later."
He smiled, and stared at her. He thought she looked more beautiful than he'd ever seen her. She was dressed in a simple jersey dress that stopped at mid-thigh. The br
