“Because I’m cheaper than a private investigator?”
The waiter arrived with dessert. A single, luridly red velvet cake, shaped like a heart. Greg picked up his fork. “You know,” he said, finally smiling, “this is why I never had an affair.” adult comedy
The Last Olive
“No,” he said, stabbing the cake. “Because watching you plan my demise is better than sex.” “Because I’m cheaper than a private investigator
“That can be arranged. I have a shovel in the trunk and a very flexible moral code after 8 p.m.” luridly red velvet cake