It was a long moment before I could sort through my jumbled thoughts enough to speak. “You knew?” Her grin was wide. “Lord, Amanda, how could I not know? Heck, they had their gear out at the campfire before we were settled in the sand! Never mind the state of their room. I’d have to be blind not to have known it.” A tint came to her cheeks. “But, of course, I understand why you didn’t see it, sweetie. You’re not around the rough types that frequent bars. You live in a gentler world.” The campfire scene came back to me, how casual the bass player had been about using in front of the group. I hadn’t stopped to think about it; I’d been swept up in my own reaction, and Evan’s coming after me. And, of course, our passionate interlude which followed. Kayla’s eyes sparkled and she nudged me. “God, Evan must be really good if you were too distracted to notice the track marks. Sven, Hank, Tom, they all have them. Heck, I’ve seen them all using.” She chuckled.
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