CHAPTER NINE
Angie stood n***d in her bathroom as she aimed the hairdryer at her wet locks. It was Friday evening, and Ian was taking her to his club tonight. They’d seen each other twice during the week, but Trident meetings, interviews, and cases prevented them from having more than one whole night together alone. She hadn’t seen him since very early Wednesday morning. They’d had some more phone s*x, which was so hot she was surprised her local cell tower didn’t explode. Now, she was dying to see him again.
Monday, Ian had invited her to join everyone at Devon and Kristen’s as the team got together for Jenn to help her through the first anniversary of her parent’s death. Pizza, beer, and soda served as a simple dinner while they played poker and watched a video of pictures of the young
