FariaSoaking in the tub with Corbin was nice. We didn’t have s*x. I’d like to think it was because he still sensed some hesitancy in me. It also could have been that he looked so supremely distracted. I wondered if his conversation with Montengo was as disconcerting as mine had been with Honisha. Judging by the look on his face, it seemed possible.
We smoked and bathed in silence, each absorbed in our own thoughts, but also enjoying each other’s company. Finally, by some unspoken agreement, we both rose at the same time, toweled off, and dressed.
“Wait,” he said, after he noticed me struggling into my torn and filthy outfit—the one, for Christ’s sake, that I had arrived in. “Go look in that closet. Montengo likes his girls looking good, and I’m sure you can find something in your size.”
