Novel & Cerita Tony Spencer

"Remember you tried to sneak out of my apartment, but I'd hid your car keys?" "Your apartment?" Spencer leans in closer, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. Oh God. "Thatcher, have you met Spencer? He works for Ridge's security firm." Thatcher flicks a piece of his blond hair away from his forehead and takes a full thirty-million seconds to inspect Spencer's arm over my shoulder. "I see." "Me, too." Spencer moves closer, his tightening his grip.