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He didn’t stop her and he didn’t join her, which worked out ‘cause if he had, they’d probably have ended up in bed together again.
Going into the bathroom, by choice, was an odd experience. Deliberately leaving the door open, she kept the water warm, and paused every time she heard a noise. Part of her was eager to have him sneak in with her, the other part feared who might come and visit Archer while she was in this vulnerable position.
It turned out that she was worried about nothing. They got ready, into Archer’s car, and into a back alley Italian place called ‘Louie’s’ that was somewhere close to her apartment, though she hadn’t known it existed.
Archer really did know everything and everyone. He was offered the best table in the house by the server, though he refused it in
