On the way back to the hotel, Scott had one more stop he wanted to make. When he pulled up in front of an ABC store, some of Kimmy’s nervousness turned giddy. Suddenly she felt as if she were in college again, cruising around off-campus on the weekend with a carload of friends, looking for a good time. As she climbed out of the back seat of the car, she murmured under her breath, “Liquor. I like it.”
Scott laughed. “I thought you might want something to help…I don’t know, set the mood? Loosen you up? Something like that. If you’re really going to go through with it.”
“Why not?” she shot back. Darryl was ahead of them, already halfway across the parking lot as he made a beeline for the door. “I mean, damn. Have you taken a good look at your boyfriend lately? I’ve had worse offers. Besides
