“Hey. And yet, strangely, this made me utterly elated. XXX Penthouse? Jack grinned kindly, canines displayed in that sexy, barely-showing way. I glanced at the paintings, lighting, mosaics… I was stunned. It was like a bachelor’s studio, but fit and sized for royalty. “Uhm… OK, why not,” I stammered hesitantly. Even I’m not sure if I completely know him anymore.” The glow of his green eyes seemed to dim solemnly. “Right over there.” He wasn’t kidding about walking distance! His eyes were different than most others I had seen around the bar… a darker amber shade, glowing more intensely than I’d ever seen. He’s a grumpy asshole who probably hasn’t gotten any pussy in years… I was stunned. Shit happens and piles up—just part of life.”
Jack smiled. Huh-huh?”
Jack smiled, obviously knowing the visitor well.
