Montez
I couldn’t describe how I was really feeling. There were a myriad of emotions running through me. I was elated, nervous, determined, horny, and flummoxed, because if she had been single, how had I not known, and how long had she been single?
“Would you like to stay longer, or maybe we could go for a nightcap? Or maybe you need to get home to your son?” I asked.
“My son is with my mother tonight. I have a room here at the resort. Would you like to come up?”
“Yes,” the question wasn’t even out of her mouth for long before I answered. Smooth Montez, very smooth.
Her left brow raised with a smile.
It took us a minute to get out of the ballroom. She was stopped by several women, and I wasn’t surprised that she knew each of them and asked about their children’s well-being. Then I w
