Grey strolled ahead with a smile on his face and his hands behind his head.
'Shit, I should have asked the spider chick if there was a hair regrowing thing,' he cursed to himself.
But then he looked over at Mauve and his mood was instantly better again. Pretty women tended to have that effect on him.
Mauve walked forward silently by his side, while Brad and Stella followed behind them. The atmosphere was actually a bit awkward, all things considered. The shit-eating grin on Grey's face and the way he kept looking at Mauve seemed to suggest that she had agreed to the exact sort of thing they were worried about.
But Grey didn't mention it, and Mauve seemed fine enough to let the misunderstanding continue.
'This woman is a real killer,' Grey thought to himself.
This time, he wasn't talking about her looks. She was taking a reputational hit on purpose, and half of it was for his sake.
