Chapter 85

“He’s wining and dining his wife for their anniversary.” He regarded his empty glass with regret, then hitched up the towel around his hips.

“Who? Oh, Rayner. That’s right, they’ve been married twenty-five years. Well, no need to disturb him this weekend. I’ll talk to Jenner about this on Monday, and then I’ll bring it up to Rayner. Now, what about tonight? Do you feel up to going to the Rib Shack? We can order in if you’d rather.”

“Nah. I just need to shave and—” He frowned and ran a finger lightly over the line of hair that framed my mouth and grew down to the goatee that covered my chin. “This is new.”

“It is. It occurred to me while I was in London that my life was getting a trifle staid, so I thought I’d try something a little different.”

“I have to agree that is different....”

“But?”