Chapitre 88: Chapter 88

Josh wasn’t the only one to notice how fine Billy Bob was looking.

Jan went to join him, an exaggerated sway to her hips, and linked her arm through his.

Even from where they stood, they could see Billy Bob’s stunned expression. She hadn’t paid any attention to him, even after the wedding they’d gone to up in Atlanta. It seemed seeing Billy Bob stripped down had piqued her interest. And when she led him to the table where the food was laid out, he followed her willingly.

“Like a lamb to the slaughter,” Jack groused. “Mopp’s a damn good worker. I just hope that girl doesn’t ruin him.”

“We’ve all had someone in our lives like that, I guess,” Josh murmured.

“Don’t worry, buddy.” Tom felt awful. He patted his friend’s shoulder, wishing there was something he could do for him. “You’ll find someone soon.”

“I know.” His next words were so low, Tom wouldn’t have heard them if he hadn’t been standing beside the man. “But when?” 33