Chapter Eight
Walker
Laughter, music, and the murmur of voices surrounded me. I lifted my scotch and took a quick swallow, savoring the smooth flavor.
“So,” Dave began, “you didn’t mention how gorgeous your date was.”
Sliding my gaze sideways, I shrugged. “Does that matter?”
Dave’s gaze met mine, a gleam in his eyes. “Not particularly. Except for the fact you can’t keep your eyes off Jade if she’s anywhere nearby. You sure she’s not the real deal?”
Don’t I f*****g wish?
I kept that thought to myself. “She’s a friend. Actually, she’s more of an acquaintance. Her brother is a friend. He’s on the first responder crew with me. Totally good guy. You’d like him. Anyway, Jade—” I gestured in her direction, which gave me an excuse to look at her. Sweet hell, she looked amazing. She was wear
