Chapter 32

• Tommy walked out ahead of me, which gave me a chance to get a good look at him. He had become a damn good dresser, but money could do that for a man — and that’s what he was, wasn’t he? A man who knew that tailored clothes could make a casual collared shirt and shorts look expensive. That when a seam fell in just the right place, it broadened the shoulders and tapered the waist.
• He turned to me, smiled, and gestured at the two Adirondack chairs. “Should we sit?”
• “Uh…yeah,” I stammered because now, he had caught me checking him out.