He waved at Colby. Colby waved back, and then picked up his coffee-cup from the arm of the chair. Plus something else. This turned out to be coffee creamer. Poured deliberately, slow and white, into the cup. Looking right at Jason.
Oh, Jason thought, so we’re having fun tonight, you know I’d never hurt you and you’re asking for me to see how many times I can make you scream my name; and he flexed muscles on purpose, noticeable beneath Stephen’s coat, making cloth ripple and bulge.
Colby just about dropped the coffee.
Jason grinned, and went back to his opening mark. He knew Colby’d be watching. All the anticipation danced like the rain.
Good weather, he thought. The best.3: Day 20
Sunshine bathed tall reeds and rustling leaves. Painted gilt across rocks and river water and the blue of the pond. Limned the peace of the afternoon in light.
A few birds twittered. Jill seemed pleased about this, Jason noticed: nature doing its part for their story.