Chapter 111

“What can I tell you? I have a way with words.”

“Yes, you do.”

“So, if we’re okay, suppose you talk to me. This is going to be a long drive.”

“Certainly.” I drew in a deep breath. There was something else I was concerned about. “Look, Mark. As much as I enjoyed what we did this afternoon, you don’t have to worry that I’ll pressure you to repeat it.”

“What? Listen, Mann, if you think I intend to spend the rest of my life celibate….”

“Excuse me?” He saw us together forever?

“How much wine did you have to drink? Am I going to have to pour you into bed tonight?”

“Mark, explain what you thought I said.”

He turned his head to glare at me, and a motorist passed by, blaring his horn. “Cocksucking bastard,” he snarled and flipped him off. “You just said you weren’t going to make love with me anymore.”

That was what he heard? “Mark, what I said was I wasn’t going to pressure you into doing what you did again.”