"Not so surprising considering I don't get out much," Cade said plainly. He knew well he worked too many hours and had practically no social niceties. Usually, when he went out, he was looking for a fight or a shag or both, and this was one of those rare occasions.
And Angelina was making a fine attempt at getting his blood up,t hat was for certain. "I'm not dead and I'm not blind. You don't have to try to so hard to get anyone with working eyes to look." It wasn't so much a compliment as a statement of fact as far as Cade was concerned. "But that miniscule excuse for a dress doesn't hurt." There was another brazen sweep of her figure. That dress really didn't leave much to the imagination, but Cade's was doing its best to fill in the gaps.
"I did," Cade said as took his time making his way back up to Angelina's face. "Didn't much see the point of going home just to come back out."