by Ms. C. Mouse
I knocked on the front door and waited for Kevin to answer. While I waited, I shifted the six-pack of beer to my right hand to balance out the weight of the small pack hanging on my left shoulder. The beer was my peace offering to Kevin. I was over an hour late and when he didn’t answer the door right away, I began to think that he might not be home. It was no big loss and besides it meant more beer for me. I turned to leave, but then I heard the thunk of the dead-bolt being drawn back and the rattle of the door knob.
Kevin opened the door and I immediately wondered if I had been set up. He had a towel draped around his neck and he was only wearing a pair of dark blue sweatpants. His short brown hair was spiked out at odd angles as if he had just finished rubbing it with the towel and I forced my eyes to meet his so I wouldn’t keep checking him out. However, there was still something arousing about the pink tinge to his freshly scrubbed face. “Hey, Tom,” he said, “Come on in. I got home about twenty minutes ago.
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