By the time they got to the harbor at Victoria, Cody felt he knew Chappy very well. He also knew he really, really liked this man. What was not to like? Aside from having an imposing s****l presence, the kind that made Cody want to growl, there was about Chappy an aura of kindness and sensitivity.
He was the kind of guy, Cody thought, you could go to with your problems. He would listen, really listen, and not pass judgment. He wouldn’t tell you what to do but would be there with you every step of the way until you found the answer to what was bothering you.
There’s that, Cody thought, rising from their bench to follow Chappy off the ferry and into the Customs building. And then there’s his ass. My Lord, you could balance a tray on it. Bubble butt doesn’t begin to cover it. And right now,
