CHAPTER SIX
"I guess we should go into the party one at a time," Bernard said as he climbed out of the car.
The big man left the windows open so the car would get a chance to air out a bit during the night.
He knew that the backseat still reeked of the s*x juices that had spilled on it while they had parked.
"Why do you say that?" Michele asked quietly.
She walked around the front of the car so she could stand beside her lover.
She placed her tiny hand in his much larger one and gave it a little squeeze.
"I thought that it would be best if we were discreet," MacIntyre said, looking down into Michele's dark eyes.
She looked back up at him, tilting her chin, and Bernard could see that her eyes were filled with affection.
"Silly boy," she said, and she offered a little giggle that co
