Chapter 6The help Raff wanted didn’t require the sandals or the cocktail dress. But it needed warmer clothing and a trip into the bracing winter evening. Jayden moaned and grumbled as Raff chose a pair of tight, black slacks and a fluffy, mauve pullover. He insisted she wore long, black, high-heeled boots. “They give you a nice line,” he said. “They make your legs look longer.”
“But it’s freezing,” Jayden whined. “And who’s looking at me?”
“Hush!” Raff bundled her up the road in a heavy jacket, pausing to stuff her inside his bottle-green Mercedes. Jayden slipped and slid on the smooth pavement and fell head first into the car.
“If I hurt myself, I’m suing you!” she threatened.
“Think of this as a night out,” Raff replied with a smirk. “When was the last time we had some fun?” He pushe
