CHAPTER SIX
Monica James was determined to make good her promise. The minute the apartment door closed behind them, she was all over him.
"Hey, Honey!" Scott cried, pushing her away playfully. "Give me a minute. I need another drink." Hurrying to the kitchen, he got down two glasses and poured each of them some vodka. He threw in a couple of ice cubes and then rummaged through the refrigerator.
"Got any orange juice?" Monica asked, coming up behind him and running her hands over his muscular back.
"No. Will tomato juice do?" Scott replied.
"Sure, only hurry up. I'm so horny I can hardly wait to get you naked." She accepted the drink from him and took a long swallow.
"Hey, slow down, Girl. I gotta relax. I'm still pretty upset."
"I told you I'd make you forget all about that," Monica
