About an hour or two later, Miguel left. Javian didn't return until after dark. By then we all had take-out delivered to the apartment. However, Javian didn't stay. He changed and left. Again. No doubt he left for his nine o'clock with the black envelope. If it wasn't for the fact that Kate and I were watching movies, we wouldn't have seen him come in at three in the morning.
"I suspected you had a wonderful night?" Vanessa asked, handing the culprit a cup of coffee.
He looked nothing like the Javian we all fantasized about. His often groomed hair was tousled. He was dressed in shorts and a plain shirt. Even though they were designer-made, they still carried off a casual carefree look. His whole bad boy swagger was replaced with the morning sexiness. If the ladies were drooling over him
