Chapter 83

“No thanks, Young. I’ve got him.”

“Yep, you’ve got me,” I said as we got in the elevator and it started down.

“I do, don’t I?” I felt his lips in my hair. “Did you come in the Corvair, Theo?”

“Huh?” I had to give that a little thought, and then announced, “No. Never had sex in the Corvair. Had sex in the Dodge, but not the Corvair.”

“How did you get here?”

“Took the Corvair.” My lover choked on his laughter. “Like when you laugh.” I nuzzled his throat.

“I like when you laugh too, Theo.” The elevator stopped. “Okay, we’re on the first floor. I don’t want you tripping over the plate as we get out. Big step.”

“Need some help, Mr. Matheson?”

“Why’s everyone askin’ ‘f you need help?”

“I can’t imagine. No, we’re fine, Sanford. I’m driving Mr. Bascopolis home. See to it that his car doesn’t get towed? It’s a yellow Corvair. Where’s it parked, Theo?”