“We know what you meant,” Molly said. She dragged herself forward and topped off her glass. “You should consider it. I need to know you’ll be safe.”
“We know how she does it, the killer,” Mason said. “I doubt either of us will be crazy enough to let any woman tie us up with anything in the near future.”
“I wouldn’t bet on Joel being so smart,” Vanessa said.
“I might be a perv, but I don’t have a death wish… Unless it’s you, Mol. I’d let you tie me up.”
“Aww,” Molly said, and raised her glass to him, which he reciprocated. “That’s probably the closest Joel has ever been to romantic.”
“If my experience was anything to go by, then you’re f*****g right,” Vanessa said, and gulped at her wine.
“Hey, you loved it, baby, don’t even deny it,” Joel said, and winked at her.
“Save me,” Vanessa
