Caleb heard her coming before she got to the door. Once she had flung it open, gave her a smile and an appreciative look. Janelle was a lovely woman. He shook his head. All the women he knew were lovely it seemed.
He followed her into the flat and stood just inside the door while she rushed around finishing getting ready. "Take your time. The alcohol will still be there." He put his hands in his pockets and rocked on his heels. "Do you have a preference for where you want to go? As long as there's firewhiskey, I'm not picky."