Kit's [POV]
"I was starting to think you weren't going to join me."
Butch finally walks over to the table where I'm sitting. He's holding a beer and a glass of wine.
"I don't believe that for a second. I'm guessing you don't have much of a problem getting guys to follow you anywhere you want to go."
I smile and point at the wine. "Is that for me?"
"I'm sure the hell not going to drink it," he says, sitting down in the chair across from me. "Gabi said you were drinking that kind. I forgot what she called it."
"Sauvignon Blanc."
"Yeah, that's it. What does that mean in English?"
"It means it doesn't make me as hungover as red wine." I drain my glass and start in on the one he brought me. "So are you going to answer my question or not?"
He tilts his head back and forth to crack his neck causing the muscles in his shoulders to pop out. Just that small movement makes my body start quivering.
