“I’m assuming Zaxton Monroe doesn’t do walks of shame.” He shakes his head. “Hmm. Well, that’s a problem for you.” A raised eyebrow. “You could give me back the shirt you stole from me.” I laugh, because truly, that’s a good one. “Not on your life, pal. No takebacks allowed. I confiscated that fair and square just like you did my panties in New York.”
