Chapter 150: Matt

He placed his hand on the small of Jewel's back and with gentle, guiding movements led her past several restaurants in the hotel. Fortunately, La Roca Ardiente didn't require a tie or dinner jacket, because, unlike Stephon, Matt hated wearing either.

Feeling the tension in Jewel's body, he knew things were only going to get worse. He thought about ordering her another drink, but decided to wait and see if she'd stick around long enough to finish the second one.

She was the first woman who just might run the opposite way when she discovered who they were. Their sexual preference was bound to take her over the edge if she found out tonight, and he hoped Stephon would understand and not fuck up again.

The ma顃re d' also knew their names, and seated them at a table in the far corner away from prying eyes and ears.

Jewel finished off her first drink and looked between the two men, giving them a look of mild irritation. "Would you mind telling me a little more about the job the two of you