She said, “We’re just trying to have a quiet meal here. If all this is okay with the commander, then it should be okay with you, too.”
Obviously, Mitch hadn’t considered that side of the argument, because he glanced back at his compatriot, who shrugged, then stepped forward, leering at Evony.
“Hey, sweetie, now that you’ve given up that djinn b***h, how about you let a real man show you how it’s done?”
Without blinking, Evony responded, “Sure. If you see a real man anywhere around here, send him on over.”
Oh, s**t. The second guy, who was probably almost as drunk as Mitch, tilted his head slightly as he attempted to process her remark. Then his brows lowered, and he said, “You think you’re pretty cute, don’t you? Well, you’re not going to have the ice queen here around to protect you a
