The devil you know
she told the woman and held out her hand.
“Jennie,” the woman said, shaking Emma’s hand.
“I love your dress,” Emma said to Jennie.
“Thank you.” Jennie shot Emma a smile that looked genuine.
“Time to get going,” Bane said. He looked sexy in a classical tuxedo, his hair styled back. He looked natural in his attire, like he dressed like this every day. Luke came walking and handed something to Bane. Bane held it up for Emma. It looked like a thick black fur boa. Emma looked at Bane. “It’s faux fur. Not that I wouldn’t have bought the real thing for you, but I figured you preferred it,” Bane told her.