Tamiko prepared a drink at the leather wet bar in her bedroom. She turned to view Jarod, who’d just arrived from work. He sat on the end of her bed taking off his shoes.“Do you want anything?” she asked as the natural rose oil gave off its sweet scent.“No. You go right ahead. It’s too late for that.”Tamiko swirled the dark liquid in a circle and stepped toward him. She took a sip. “How’d it go?” Her aqua teddy was skintight.“Uneventful. But the club’s been packed every night recently.”“So no more drama?”“No.”“Good.” She sat next to him. “Do you always think of Erotic City as uneventful?”“What do you mean?”“I’m just not sure how a sex club is ever uneventful.”“It’s just routine.”“So, you’re like immune to it or something?”“Pretty much.”“I can’t even imagine that.”“I still can’t believe you’ve never been curious about what happens there.”“Not in the least.”“That’s somethin. How’d your mama and daddy raise such different daughters?”
