Armand was in the kitchen preparing their dinner, just as he normally did, and she wondered how she would broach him about Demi’s revealing remarks.... ‘Armand! I am home.’ As she approached the kitchen and looked into his eyes, she saw in them the look of worry and knew instantly that Demi had forewarned him. Rushing to his open arms, she felt his strength and love and never wanted to let him go. The tears began uncontrollably, and his soothing touch did little to alleviate her fear. Armand. "So, you said you work here?" the young woman said pressing gently upagainst him. "I bet you get a fine pick of whatever drunk girls are leftwhen the place closes." Well, yeah," he said with a smirk, "But usually all that's left are theones that nobody else wanted. Not you though, baby. You're ...eh different."She giggled softly at his less than eloquent compliment, brushing achestnut-colored lock of hair away from her face."Hey now, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant you're not like. When I returned Bev was chatting to a waiter at the same time she was stroking his leg ‘hi babe this is Dwayne I was going to order a cocktail what are you having’ I just asked for a beer. When he left Bev turned to me ‘isn’t he gorgeous.’ ‘guess so’ I replied. He was soon back with our drinks Bev rolled over onto her front ‘be a sweetie Dwayne and oil my back’ he poured oil on her back and started massaging it into her skin ‘don’t forget my legs’ he worked on them moving further up and as he. He lived with his father. His mother had left a long time ago and was apparently smart enough to realize that her kid was not a nice person. For whatever reason, his dad had gotten custody.I knew his father would be at work today. My mother was normally off on Saturdays. But the office was open and Cody's father worked all day. So Cody was home alone.I took a deep breath and struggled to remain calm. I didn't want that son of a bitch to know how hard this was for me. I would do whatever it was.