Her performance was flawless—the perfect blend of seduction and innocence that probably worked on ninety-nine percent of the male population.
Noah weighed his options. Lola would definitely know Sin City better than him.
And if he was going to build a shop here, local knowledge was invaluable.
Plus, keeping her occupied means she can't cause trouble elsewhere.
"If you take me on a tour around the city," he said finally, "I suppose I can let you in later."
Lola's face erupted into pure radiance. Her smile could have toppled kingdoms; luckily, only Noah saw it.
That reaction seems... excessive for a simple tour arrangement.
"Yes, yes!"
She nodded with the enthusiasm of someone who'd just won the lottery.
"I'll make sure I take very good care of you."
Her ruby eyes sparkled with mischief.
Noah stepped through his shop's door, feeling the protective barrier release him into Sin City's chaotic embrace.
