If Leah had hoped to faze Kirk with her little dig, she was way off. Kirk took her hand and shook it, his smile dazzling. "Hi Leah, I'm figuring if you know I've fucked your husband, you already know my name...Isn't it awesome that we already have something in common?" He adjusted the strap of his purse over his shoulder and across his frame with practiced flair.
Leah's gaze slid to her husband, amusement dancing in her eyes. "You're right Paul, I do like him. To be frank. I'd like anyone who'd dare to pivot, before fly kicking Jared on his ass for everyone to see, like it was a handshake."
Kirk's grin broadened as he winked at Leah, his entire being radiating charm. "Finally, a woman I can relate to." He sighed dramatically, holding his hand over his heart as he bowed.
The atmosphere in the car shifted as Leah asked, "Where will Kirk be staying?" The question hung in the air, open for anyone who cared to respond.
Jazz spoke first, his voice carrying an e
