“Beer's in the fridge,” Angel said and Sue gave him credit for keeping his eyes focused above her neck. She reached into the fridge and pulled a can from the door. She filled a glass and took a greedy swallow. She was thirsty. But with her head tilted back and her arm raised, she was conscience of the shift in her breasts. From right to left.
“See, I told you,” Dwight bragged, following Angel's gaze. “Angel's a good friend,” Dwight said, diverting his attention to Sue.
She put her glass on the counter. “And let me guess. You share things,” Sue returned.
Dwight was taken off guard, but plowed on. “Yeah. Kinda like that. Anyway, Angel appreciates a good looking woman...”
“I'm sure he does,” Sue parried, watching Dwight's eyes shift.
“Well here's the thing,” Dwight started in again. “I o
