“Listen, buddy,” he said the moment Honey’s attention was taken by a talkative guest. “This fella Moskowski is really hot. The son of a b***h won’t leave me alone.”
“Well, why don’t you just tell him no, Hoss?”
“I would, but he ain’t asked me yet, and if I make the wrong move before then and piss him off, it could mean trouble for you and Malany, and I don’t want to do that. Especially now.”
Beckman looked over at Malany, who had now transformed into a flushed, talking creature basking joyfully in her microfame.
“You see, boy,” Hoss said in a whisper, “I’m afraid Malany’s done forgot all about California and all about you and me.” Hoss stopped abruptly as Honey quickly broke off her conversation and returned.
“Malany has made quite a hit, and it seems that Darling is very enthused,” H
