Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure
"Come on," Silver said, his voice softening as he turned back to her. "I want to show you something."
"We're naked in your bed. What more could you possibly want to show me?"
“Let me finish the grand tour. Then we can order food, open a bottle, and recreate the first time we met. But today I’ve got something special.”
“What’s that?”
Silver grinned and reached into his nightstand, pulling out a small transparent bag filled with icy white powder and a bottle of expensive whiskey. He held them up like prizes.