mistdeer

Ch 20 - Dinner's on MeEven though night was beginning to fall it didn't seem like darkness would ever set in; the lights of Vegas were gaudy and bright and painfully artificial, and they erased any hope of seeing the stars emerge...Sniper was finding the longer he sat up here the more he quietly hated this town, and there was a part of him amazed that someone like Shiloh had spent years here and hadn't been ruined by it.They sat up on the roof in wicker chairs, facing away from downtown Vegas to somewhat control the glare of the lights; the roof itself was softly lit by tiny white lights strung along poles that held up a gauzy fabric that ...