“God no.” He threaded his tie through his knotted fingers. She left the room for a moment and came back wearing a gauzy, rose-colored nightie. What in the hell were you thinking?”
“I thought it would be fun to do something secret. “I guess.”
“But you’re right: I was bad for you. I never do good for people even when I try. “Been here before?” she asked. But the Driver insisted. Don’t you and your girlfriend?”
“We don’t agree on much of anything anymore. “Like I said, we can do anything. Her naked breasts pressed against his chest and he put his arms around her, hands settling rather uncertainly beneath her shoulders. “Tell me one thing about yourself first.”
“Sure.”
“Why do you drive a cab?”
“It’s a decent job.”
“But why do you need a job at all? Her naked breasts pressed against his chest and he put his arms around her, hands settling rather uncertainly beneath her shoulders. James saw the Driver parked in front of his office, engine idling. “I like it,” James said.
