Alicia’s lips parted to deny it but then it struck her that he’d just accused her of sleeping with two different guys. In her current frame of mind he’d just succeeded in simply pissing her off. After all, she’d been dressed like a hooker when she’d seen him in the alley, then she’d let him kiss her senseless so… why not.
Putting on a sexy smile, she leaned toward Damon as if telling a big secret. “Actually, out of the three of you… Michael is the best kisser.” Pushing his hand out of the way, she went into her room and slammed the door in his face.
*****
Michael was leaning back in a chair in front of Warren’s desk. He’d laced his fingers together waiting for Warren and Nick to absorb everything he’d just told them.
“So that’s where Misery went to,” Warren said in a contemplative voic
