Edgewood, Riley books

VIP (Rock & Release, Act I)

When I step into the room, he holds them out to me and turns his head away as I slip into them. "Okay, well… I should go." It dawns on me, though, I have no idea how I'm going to get anywhere. Call a cab, I guess.  "Listen," he says, waiting for me to look at him. "I feel like an asshole."  Did s...