I tried to slip outside, but no luck.
“Davina!” Adam called out, hurried, and did my ears detect a little bit of guilt? I was pretty sure they did.
“Hey,” he called again and eagerly waved a hand.
Shelly unwound her tentacles around him, but one of her arms remained on his hip. It was intimate and I knew her smirk wasn’t coincidental. They both looked dressed up, but Adam had on a sleek buttoned-down black shirt that looked like it’d been ironed. He always looked nice, but this was a pay grade above that. Shelly wore a leather shirt fastened together by one big pearl button underneath her breasts. It added cleavage. Lots of cleavage. The girl knew how to dress. Even Kates would’ve been appreciative.
“Hi, Davy.” Shelly’s ruby red lips formed a perfect, unfriendly, smile.
Adam was blind
