Ruby halted, turning back to Yvonne.
Yvonne beckoned her with a finger. “Do you drink scotch?”
Ruby nodded.
“You were right. This is too much scotch for one person. Why don’t you help me with it?”
Ruby’s lips parted slightly. She gave Yvonne a tantalizing smile. “Like I said, I’m all yours.”
For a split second, Yvonne wondered if this was a bad idea. Getting drunk with an escort in Vegas? That was irresponsible.
She pushed the thought aside and caught the eye of the bartender. He came over to them.
“We need another glass,” Yvonne said.