Daniel blinked through the fog. So, the beautiful woman he'd shared a blunt with was half-naked behind the doorway. Almost purring. He blinked again and then gave her a shy half-smile before he extended the joint he'd been smoking to her.
Always the sharing type.
Of course, then it clicked in his brain that the screaming he'd heard wasn't her being murdered, but rather her having sex. He was hardly a virgin. He knew what a girl looked like, well-pleased, and he gave her a dopey little grin.
"You alone?" Slick. Smooth move. But, it was a valid question.