“I’ll be okay,” she insisted, giving up an opportunity to leave. Maybe she was enjoying this. She leaned over again to take another shot.”
Nathan’s cue stick started to lift her dress, and she pulled up straight.
He laughed.
She looked at him dumbfounded and Nathan chortled. He was having a great time. She never met a man like this, clever, boorish, charming, unpredictable and dangerous. They finished their game, and their beer, and left, his long arm surrounding her as if it were meant to be there, though she couldn’t exactly say why.
They drove for a while in silence.
“Like my friends?” he finally asked.
“Not really. Where are we going?” Liza asked, she was unfamiliar with the dark country road, it was not the one that had brought them to the Blue Goose Tavern.
“Maybe the adventur
