A lot of things around here don’t make sense to me. I can’t stand Canada though I try to adapt to it. I can’t stand the weather, the people or t...e socio-politics involved. I go to class, go to work and stay home. Sometimes, I visit my uncle and aunt in the suburbs. I’ve come to enjoy spending time with my family members. Well, until they got on my nerves. Other times, I go to church. There is a Haitian church not far from my apartment. I sometimes go there. It’s nice to be surrounded by my. ..bit farther?" "Of course silly. Don't you want to see how close to right your view of me is," she asked coyly. "I won't tell if you won't tell," she continued.I walked behind her up the stairs. She really made her butt wiggle as she moved and that caused me to almost miss a step. "Careful there lover boy. Don't want to have to explain to your Mom how you broke your ankle," she said ending with a big hearty laugh.I was trying to think what taking things a bit farther meant. When we got. I have women and children in here all the time. Good riddance to that jerk.” He had a scowl on his face, but broke into an easy laugh and soon enough the entire luncheonette joined him. The laughter continued until I interrupted, “Remind that daffy husband of yours, Marie--I don’t want my omelet burned.” With that Barney turned to see the smoke pouring from the grill, rolled his eyes in my direction and hustled back through the swinging doors that had graced the establishment for more than. It was damn good.This time, I could say he was actually staring at me for certain, jade eyes peering into my soul. He said nothing for an eternity, it felt… And, oddly, I was OK with it. Normally I'd have started rambling.I hated to admit it to myself, but Jack was HOT as HELL. I'd never pegged myself so much as even bisexual, but damn. He was sultry. I felt my palms starting to sweat, my heart rate increasing. The longer we fixated on each other, the hotter he seemed. His jawline was as though.