Annie Matthews sighed, torn between two wildly conflicting emotions.
On the one hand, she was thrilled to death that Sarah was finally going to be getting out of the house once in a while. The girl had been dealt a pretty crappy hand these past few years, and God knows, if anyone deserved a distraction, it was her. But was the owner of Dangerous Curves, that dive bar overrun with criminals and prostitutes and drug dealers, really the kind of distraction that Sarah needed? On the whole, Annie thought not.
“So.” Annie narrowed her eyes at her daughter. “He’s coming to pick you up here, is he?”
Sarah nodded. “Yeah. He’ll be here in about five minutes.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Mom.” Sarah kept her voice low, and glanced over at Noah, absorbed in his TV show. She was suddenly totally convinced that dri
