Chapter 37
Chris turned out the light, and he and Mickey went to the master bedroom.
“That was a sweet domestic moment, wasn’t it?” Mickey said.
“For sure.”
Chris removed his clothes and tossed them carelessly on a chair. He stood naked for a moment facing Mickey.
“Look, Ma, no bag.” He turned around a couple of times for emphasis.
“Yeah, and I know how much that means to you, babe,” Mickey said.
“You used to be able to get undressed a lot quicker, Mick. What’s the matter? You’re too young to plead middle-aged sloth.”
“Oh, I am so going to get you for that.”
“I hope you’ll wait till you’re naked to do it.”
22
Jacksonville, FL
AS THEY RODE the elevator to the top floor of the Wells Fargo Center, Chris said, “Do you know everyone who’ll be here tonight?”
“I know all the bank officers, and I’ve met two or three of the wives.”
“Good.”
Mickey and Chris stepped out of the elevator and into the reception area of the River Club.
“Are you nervous?” Mickey said in an almost whisper.