“But you brought
me
here,” I said, “Isn’t that against man cave rules?”
“Rules schmules.” He reached across the table and took my hand, “We needed to get away. I think maybe we should stay tomorrow night, too. Totally detox. But I’ll have to call in tomorrow and see what’s up before I’ll know if I can do an extra day. Would you wanna do that?”
“Sure,” I answered.
“Cool. We’ll take the jet and stop by and see the Pattinsons tomorrow. Then if everything’s kosher we’ll come back. If not, we’ll go back to the house.”
“Okay.”
“Sooo,” I said after a few minutes of silence. There was a weird vibe coming off him. It was intense. I wanted things light and airy, “How long have you had this place and your house?”
He swallowed, wiped his mouth with a napkin, took a sip of wine, then answered,
