Chapter 101

"Why are you lookin' at me like that?"

Bianca shook her head and looked away. She had been staring at Layne, she realized. Taking a drink of her Margarita and dipping a chip in their queso, she looked back at him. "You probably think I'm crazy, but I feel like I know you from somewhere else besides the club."

From where he sat on the other side of the table Tyler smirked, as did Jagger.

"Go ahead, assholes, laugh it up." Layne took a drink from his beer bottle and ran a hand through his hair. Reaching over to the side of the table, he grabbed a toothpick and put it in his mouth, chewing on the end.

"What's so funny?" Meredith asked. She had also gotten the feeling that she knew Layne from somewhere, but didn't know where.

"Yeah, why are you guys acting like it's some secret?"

Layne cleared his throat and lifted his eyebrows. "You might remember a few years ago—it was all the rage for members of the service to ask celebrities to their balls?"

"Oh yeah," Meredith smiled.