"It sounds like a story for another time." She leaned down and kissed him, making a mental note to have an bottle of scotch sent to him. Even if he wasn't close to Skwisgaar, he'd done nothing to harm her, and hadn't deserved her anger.
She sat up when she felt the limo come to a slow, then a stop. "We're here!" She was looking forward to sitting in the hot tub with something to drink and a cigarette and him sitting beside her.