"Jonah leaned forward and the two kissed again. Without ever looking at me Jonah said, "Now, Chuck, we could use some of that coffee I smell."Millie w...s smiling and asked, "May I help you out this morning? I just love to do that first thing, or would I be stealing from Bobby?"I handed out coffee and smiled, "I'm fine, Millie, but thank you for offering." You should have let her, she says Jonah has her rated as the best head in Tampa," Bobby's voice said from the bedroom door.I held up coffee. His blond hair was tousled, his piercing blue eyes locked on Abe’s. The young man held a black cup in his right hand and raised it toward Abe in acknowledgment. Abe nodded turning back to the surf and shuffled his way toward the water’s edge. Watching for the lull, he spit into his mask, his fingertips rubbing the spittle onto the glass. He smiled recalling how his wife hated that little routine. ‘Abe, that’s so nasty, why do you always have to do that?’ she would ask and, in return, he would. At the same time." Yea. Ok." I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "Yea. It's going to be ok," I said more to reassure myself than anything else. As I got out of bed I realized that the only thing I was wearing was my long T-shirt. "Crap. Can I borrow a pair of your boxers or something?" Um think they're all dirty," he said. He climbed out of bed and pulled on a pair of short that was lying on the floor. I think they were the same pair he had on yesterday. "I need to do laundry. No I just. But Tara wasn’t buying any of it. ‘Where has your ass being, Olie?’ she preferred calling him that instead of Olivier. He didn’t like it as when coming from her she made him sound more as if he were still a kid. One of these days he was going to have a talk with her about that. Although a very careful one. Wouldn’t want to upset his money machine, now would he? ‘I got a call from one of my boys, asking if I could meet him somewhere. I wasn’t gone for long though.’ ‘You expect me to believe.