CHAPTER 22
GAME-PLAYING
Liz quieted in her seat as she sat across from Johnny, whose curious eyes remained fixed on her and Matthew. “Sorry to interrupt your welcome party for Matthew.” She never in a million years expected to see Matthew. He looked breath-taking. He wore tight-fitted black pants and a silky-white buttoned-down shirt that showed his taut, tanned chest. She imagined herself rubbing her hands down his chest and beyond.
She had to stop having wicked thoughts about this man when Johnny was staring her down. If only she could crawl under a rock right now. The unease she felt between the two men were putting her on the spot. Normally, she loved the attention of people but not in this scenario.
“That’s fine, Liz. So you two know each other?” Johnny asked. He crossed his arms.
