“Does Jeanine know you came to… do me a favor?”
“No, but she was kind enough to give me your address.”
“You mean stupid enough.” Her arms were wrapped around my neck. I’m not a tall guy, but I felt like a titan compared to her.
“Ah, well. I wouldn’t go that far,” I replied.
“You wanna get high?”
“What kind?”
She giggled and led me inside.
Nick Denardi 