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Her lips twitched. “I’m not telling you, Dawg. ”
“Why?” he demanded incredulously. “I keep your secrets real good. ”
“But this is Alex’s secret. ”
He frowned. “He’s sleeping with her?”
“He’s definitely not sleeping with her. ”
“He’s doing something besides sleeping with her?” He slid her a look from the corner of his eyes. “Things Natches would go ape shit over?”
“Nope. ” She shook her head.
“Then what’s the secret?”
She leaned closer and grinned. “That’s for me to know, and you to convince me to tell. ”
Immediately, lust slammed into him, seared his guts and tightened his balls. Okay, he could play with that one.
“I’ll make you scream it,” he decided. “Oh, baby. This one will be fun. ”
“I’ll never tell,” she drawled.
“Ah, a challenge?” He headed for home. “I can deal with that. Now let’s see if you can. ”
He knew a variety of ways of making his wife talk. And he knew she loved every damned one of them.
Yeah, Dawg was so good when he was bad.
Janey slipped from her apartment that evening, made her way to the restaurant office, then sneaked back out the back door and onto the next street. She ducked into the pizza shop there and called a cab, waited impatiently until it pulled up outside, and then she was out of there.
Alex was due to arrive at dark, and it was almost that now. It was edging past five and she had agreed to meet Rogue at the bar outside of town at six. She would be a little early, but it would be worth it. She had a feeling Alex wasn’t going to be all about letting her go barhopping with Rogue.
Strangely, despite the fact that Rogue had been injured six months ago because of the information she’d overheard in the investigation against Dayle Mackay, the other woman had still sought her out.
Rogue had come to the restaurant several times, made her friends come. All that leather in one place could be a bit intimidating, but Janey had liked her friends. The big rough-and-tough biker types. The
ones Rogue rode with had hearts of gold, even if they were hard-talking and just as hard-drinking.
With her long red gold hair and violet eyes, Rogue wasn?
??t a woman Janey would have imagined enjoyed the crowd she ran with. But there was no doubt she did.
She and Rogue had shared lunch several times in the restaurant before it opened, talking about Dayle and Nadine Mackay. Talking about Somerset. Rogue was better than a psychologist. And she had a way of getting to the heart of a matter without asking a single question.
Rogue reminded Janey a lot of herself, too. She wasn’t the touchy-feely type, so Janey didn’t have to worry about that. But she was fun, she liked to laugh, and Janey had never really had friends before. She could have friends now, she thought, as she paid the cabdriver nearly a half hour later and entered the bar. She had that option and she intended to take advantage of it.
“You’re early. ” Rogue looked up in surprise from the bar where she was sitting. “And here I was afraid you wouldn’t make it at all. ”
“I told you I wouldn’t cancel out this time. ” Janey slid onto the barstool beside her friend and looked at the bartender. “A beer please? Very cold. ”
He nodded and turned away.
“Yeah, you said you’d be here,” Rogue agreed. “But you’ve been really short on the phone when I call. I thought maybe you were rethinking our friendship. ”
Rogue’s grin was knowing as she tipped her own beer to her lips and took a drink.
“It’s been hell week,” Janey muttered, gratefully accepting her beer and taking a long, cold drink.
