‘Aristotle, you must know him by now,’ he looked at me mockingly. ‘You are an evil think carron!’ I pushed him away lightly. ‘So what are y...u doing here?’ His curious tone startled me in a way never before. ‘Ah my dear curiosity killed the cat, but I should be the one to ask that very question should I not?’ He’d lived here for about a year so far but his accent still showed in his voice as though he arrived from England yesterday. ‘So are you going to answer me?’ I questioned. ‘Are you. He was wearing a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers and nothing else just the way she liked to see her man, showing off his perky little ass and six pack. He was just over six feet tall, with a light tan, brown hair with a hint of natural blonde through it, blue eyes, chiselled facial features and always had a bit of stubble for her. He was well built, good muscle tone as he worked in the security business or at least thats what he told Alexis. He had a cheeky smile but a heart of pure gold.. “I sure am Daddy! I love Brad so much!” Abby noticed the teams returning to the ice and saw Pete passing by. “You’re having a good game, Pete! I love you!” She wasn’t afraid to yell at him. She kissed her parents and hurried back to her seat.“Loyal Falcon fans, number 27, Brad Hayward has set the CHL record for most goals in a game by a rookie at six!” Was proudly announced and the fans applauded the news.The third period began with a highly motivated and determined Frontenacs team. They proved. He shaved and dressed and we set out on the fifteen minute drive to work – Brian at the wheel, the camera by his side. We did not head directly to my building. Instead we drove downtown to Birch avenue, one of the busier streets in the commercial part of town. It was only 7:45 but there was already a fair amount of activity with people walking to work and delivery trucks unloading before traffic made things difficult. Brian pulled over to a parking spot by the sidewalk and motioned for me.