I looked him up and down, his tree-trunk limbs, his thick neck, making a show of it, and shook my head. “Nah-uh, I"ll take the devil I know.” Xandra burst out laughing.
She hooked both arms around my forearm and smiled. “I like you already. Why don"t you come over with Doug next weekend? We"re getting together for dinner and a movie.” Sensing a refusal coming, she added, “I"d love to get to know you. Being around those brutes with no girl company gets tedious.”
I hesitated, not wanting to seem rude, but getting inside Diggy"s personal life was something I was sure he wouldn"t appreciate. Meeting his friends and being introduced by chance was one thing; agreeing to meet with them later was something else.
“I"ll think about it,” I said in a non-committal tone.
“Please do.” She gave Diggy
