CHAPTER 12: LIZ
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Liz’s fingers loosened on Craig’s hand as his lips moved down her neck. She couldn’t do this. They couldn’t do this. What had gotten into him? Is this what he did with those other women? “Stop.” She pushed at his head, wishing he’d take off the stupid hat and mask. “The waitress.”
The waitress put the drinks down as unobtrusively as she could. Craig sat up and handed her some cash. “I have a tab. This is for you.”
“Thanks.” The waitress smiled and walked away, seeming not at all bothered by what she’d witnessed.
Craig handed Liz a shot and she tossed it back. She’d need it if she were going to push him to his limits because his limits were more than she’d imagined.
He picked up his glass and stared at it a moment before setting it down. “I need salt.” He shi
