Chapter 891

Rita swatted me on the shoulder playfully.

"You’re damn right I am," she said. "I’ve been able to gather some intel on her. She doesn’t have a boyfriend. She hardly seems to have any friends or to go out since she moved here two years ago. She was married briefly not long after college but got divorced a year later. I think she’s lonely and horny, and we should bring some fun into her life."

"I would like to play with those funbags," I said lecherously, laughing again.

Rita joined in, and Steph returned to the table before our laughter had died down.

"What’s so funny?" she asked.

"Oh, I was just saying to John how all this Champagne and delicious food hasn’t done a thing to make my hangover better!" Rita said.

The server returned with our next bottle and opened it with a dramatic pop.

"Tell me about it," Steph said. "I’d do anything to get rid of mine. I might have actually fin