“Jimmy there doesn’t have a woman. He’d take real good care of you.” I dart a quick glance at Jimmy and fight to keep my face from changing expression. “No, thank you.” “Shouldn’t say no so quickly. Pretty girl like you needs a man.” “I have a man,” I say without thinking. “She’s got a man.” The voice follows on the heels of mine. Lower. Gruffer. Louder. Travis.”
