Instead, she acted as if she couldn’t wait to see the back end of him. Not very flattering, and somewhat mystifying. You’d think she’d want someone around after an experience like that. Hell, he had to admit he was a little glad he wasn’t going right back to his empty condo, but rather dropping Michael off at his place before heading home. And after an experience like that, there was a very good chance that Michael might invite him for a little of the surprisingly world-class tequila he kept around the place.
The Jeep was already waiting in the lot at the UFO Depot when Lance pulled in and parked the van in its regular spot on the north side of the building. Michael stood next to the driver’s-side door and extended one hand with the key as Lance approached.
“That didn’t take very long.”
