Road to Desire
I moved closer to Austin, who wrapped an arm around me.
“You too, babe,” he said, and turned toward the big room behind him. “Mags!”
“What?” A blonde woman with big hair and tiny clothes revealed herself from another doorway and walked over to him. Cookie pulled her into a passionate and borderline inappropriate grope session before grinning and facing us again.
“My old lady,” Cookie said. “Mags, meet Booker’s new woman. Dani.”
Mags glanced at Austin and then me. “It’s nice to meet you, honey,” she said, her gravelly voice indication she probably smoked.