As I waited for the bartender to
make us two more margaritas, I watched Rebel turn onto her back. I pulled out my mobile and rang hers. From where I stood, I could hear the ringtone I’d programmed in the day I gave it to her—Avici’s “Addicted to You.” She smiled and brought the mobile to her ear.
“Have I told you I love your tits, Mrs. Edgemon?”
“I think it’s been at least an hour since you have.”
“I do. I love the rest of you too.”
As I watched, she raised her arms over her head.
“You’re giving me naughty ideas.”
“That was my intention.”
“You know what to do, sweetness.”