The Making Of A Gigolo 10 Liz SindersonChapter 7
On a day late in August, Bobby knocked on Liz and Jeff’s front door. He had a bottle of wine with him, and was dressed semi-casually. That was primarily because he had no idea what was going to happen that night. He was there in response to a somewhat formal invitation to attend the celebration of their wedding anniversary. Dinner would be served. Jeff answered the door and smiled, sticking out his hand. “Congratulations,” said Bobby, smiling back. “Thanks,” said Jeff. “Come on in. She’s...