” Nia cut in, her voice ice cold. “Oh, yeah.” Cody leaned down, face inches from hers. “What you going to do, gorgeous? Dress like that? You’re practically begging for attention.” Nyla’s hand drifted toward her purse. Nia caught her eye, giving a slight shake of her head. Not yet. Hank noticed and smiled whiter. Got something in there for show and continue reading …
