Chapter 108

“It doesn’t look like we’ll have much of a wait,” Taren said as he opened Ian’s car door and motioned Ian out.

They walked side by side, arms and hands brushing but no other contact. Most people wouldn’t harass Taren even if they didn’t know he was a cop, but if they were in an area they didn’t know they kept outward displays toned down. What happened to Ian that was out of sight was another story. The prospect sent a tingle down his back and gooseflesh pimpled his skin that had nothing to do with the now still massager.

A few people milled around by the hostess desk, but Ian thought they all acted as if they knew one another. As Taren said, they didn’t have to wait long for a table on the patio.

It was warm, but there was a nice breeze and the sun was just setting, so the weather was pleasant.

“It feels good to be sitting in a chair that isn’t moving,” Taren said as he read over the menu.