Chapter 56

Once Lori and Wesley had left, Lori's apartment seemed unexpectedly lonely to Eric. It wasn't even seven yet and the evening loomed ahead, boring and empty. Maybe he ought to take advantage of the downtime and go get some new stuff for his house. Just as he was rooting around on the kitchen counter for his keys, there was a knock on the door.

"Saw the women leave," Ben told him, holding out a long-necked bottle dripping with condensation. "Make quite a picture together, don't they?"

Eric took the beer and motioned Ben toward a chair, then sprawled across from him. "Oh, yeah! Walking wet dream. Think they know it?"

Ben's grin was rueful. "Wes does, Lori doesn't. Too insecure."

Eric nodded, agreeing with the analysis, although admittedly, he didn't know either of them as well as the other man did. "Probably a good thing we don't want the same one." Especially since Montoya could kick his butt from here to Detroit.