After getting in the car, Alice Conley asked curiously, "What were you talking about with the security guard?"
"Just told him if he sees any other man dropping you home, he should remind me," Dorian Howards said.
Alice almost hit her forehead against the window beside her. Seriously, is he planting a live spy in her life?
"You think just by chatting for a bit, the security guard would actually keep an eye out for you?" she asked.
"It wasn't just chatting. I've already slipped him several packs of Chinese cigarettes."
"..." Bribery too! Alice felt a bit defeated.
"Is your butt feeling better? Did you apply the ointment?" Dorian showed concern for Alice's injury.
Alice blushed slightly and mumbled, "Yes, I did."
"How did you apply it?" he asked in detail.
She blushed even more. Was she supposed to tell him she applied it by looking in a mirror and performing a high-difficulty maneuver? "None of your business, I applied it, that's what matters."
