“And for the cherry on top, apparently I have a psycho in love with me.” Scythe held up a hand for me to high-five. “Hey, she acknowledged your feelings!” I slapped his palm. “Progress!” But not as much as I wanted. I turned back to her. “I still don’t know your name though.” Gray started unbuttoning his shirt. “And she’s not going to give it to you either.” “What he said,” the woman added. “Can she give it to me after the Magic Mike show then?” I stared at Gray’s naked chest. “I didn’t bring my dollar bills, Doc. Please put your nipples away.”
