She turned her head to one side, exposing her neck to Ridge’s lips. He hungrily took the invitation and she shivered when she felt his teeth slide l...ghtly up toward her ear. He nipped at the soft lobe, another wave of thrilling heat washed over her. His hands moved from her shoulders, down her arms and then to her wrists. December breathed in the musky scent of his cologne. Her sex tightened as she recalled his scent. The fragrance was one she had always associated with Ridge, but it was at. He had indeed fallen very low, but there was nothing he coulddo about it.It made him wonder if things would have been different if he had reallystood up for himself instead of the pathetic attempts he made. He hadbeen a coward, but now he was in way to deep to go back. Besides hewasn't even sure if standing up for himself would have really mattered.No one seemed to believe him when he said he wasn't a sissy so thepeople who would get one of the flyers probably wouldn't either. Maybestanding up. " What the fuck is a 43 DC?" Mike demanded.Ian smiled, "C is for commode, with the separate backrest." A fucking what!" Mike exploded."Commode," Ian explained."Oh my god, you expect us to pee at out desks!" Karen gasped."Yes, didn't I explain?" Ian said apologetically, "I'm new to this I'm afraid, I usually sell used cars." No," Mike said, "Fucking hell." We would want more money," Karen said."But a 43 DC would give more job satisfaction," Ian offered."I suppose," Karen agreed, "We would need. She mentioned that her mom would love to seeLuke. Luke took her up on it. He wanted to reconnect with her. Plusseeing Ms Armstrong would be a treat, she was always nice to him. AfterTracy caught Luke up on her life and they hammered out plans to hang out,Luke invited her to a group chat called, The Cove Crew. That was Luke'sgroup of friends. Lori talked about them. Tracy only heard good thingsabout these people and was looking forward to meeting them.Not counting Luke there were six people in.