Is this a joke? How the hell could they know?
“Give the lady a chance to get her wits about her, love,” Charlie said, chiding Justin gently.
What the f**k is going on?
Before I could make a comment, Charlie led me by the hand into a spacious living room, with a wraparound couch that could seat ten people. He led me to the middle of it and pushed me gently onto the plush cushions.
“Drink?” he asked, pulling the ornate silver tray on the glass table before me toward the edge. It had water, a bottle of gin whose label I didn’t recognize, along with a bucket of ice, some excellent crystal glasses, and a few other items.
“Gin and tonic, please.” I needed something strong to get me through whatever it was that was happening right now. It was like an episode of The Twilight Zone. With sexy b
