Michael excused himself and stepped away from the table for a few moments to get away from Jana and her incessant yammering. He generally tried to match his dates with the appropriate outings. This event had Veronica written all over it and he'd tried her first, but she'd been unavailable.
Bringing Jana to a fundraiser featuring classic rock music had been a mistake. The twenty-two-year-old had dropped out of school at the age of fifteen to pursue a career in modeling. She'd spent a few years in Paris but had never bothered to learn French. She was undeniably hot, a trait required for her current job as a swimsuit model, and she was always a fun f**k, but she was too young to appreciate the evening.
He wandered toward the house in a vague effort to give credence to his intention o
