Nash stood, his naked body slick with sweat, the neon glow catching the hard lines of his muscles.
Time to bounce before someone else would come and see his little Johnny. He went back to the room and found his clothes scattered across the floor, stained with beer and who-knows-what.
He changed back and slipped out into the hallway, the door clicking shut behind him.
The next morning, the suite was thick with tension, like the air before a thunderstorm. The Blacklist crew gathered in the living room, ready to head back to town.
Rei stood by the door, her eyes cold as ice when they landed on Nash, Jinzo, Mac, and Drex. No more faking, she displayed her disgust of mean in broad daylight.
She was all warmth with the girls, even from Blacklist, but when a guy would catch her eye, her smile would vanish, replaced by a glare that could turn someone into a stone.
