Chapter 11Ezra arrived at Mountain Ridge ahead of Al and me.
“Hi.” I greeted him with a hug that got me a smile in return.
“Hi, Titus. I might not smell so good. I’ve been on the road all night in the clothes I wore to work yesterday morning.”
The tight trousers on beefy legs and thighs and a round, tempting ass, muscles that showed through expensive starched cotton, a n****e almost poking through a pocket on each side, it was every bit as sexy as I’d pictured.
“I kind of like it.” I would have said more were we not around other people. “This is Al. He gave me a ride over, since it was a little far to drive the bulldozer.”
“You drove the bulldozer on the road?”
“Just a little.”
“So, why are we here?” Ezra asked with a head shake.
“Delaware lives here. He lives here?” I asked Al. “O
