It was barely past six when Jack and Willem strolled into the new restaurant. Jack told the hostess they were meeting the McDougal/Banfield party and they were immediately directed to a booth near the windows. The view would have been perfect it had been of the Bow or Elbow River instead of 17th Avenue.
“Thomas, Warren, I’d like you to meet my friend Willem. Willem, this lovely couple is made up of my good friend Thomas and his husband, Warren.” Jack smiled as handshakes were exchanged.
Thomas grinned. “He’s got a pretty amazing afterglow, old buddy.” He squinted at Jack. “You’ve got a sated look as well. No question, you’re compatible in the sack. Isn’t that right, Warren?”
Warren nodded. “Reminds me of us when we finally got our s**t sorted out.” He winked at Willem. “It’s a story abo
