I mean…he was partially right. I did need to tell Tanae. She needed to meet Michael. Just not yet. The relationship was still new and I was so damn happy. I didn't want to jinx anything. Pfft. That kind of shit is always out of my hands. Michael dropped me off at my house around three Sunday afternoon. He had some things to get done before work and I needed some me time—which of course turned into me and Kyle time. He was there, watching from the living room window and waved at Michael before he drove away. "You look and smell like breeder sex." I looked at him with a less than friendly expression as I unzipped my coat and hung it in the closet. I went straight to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine, kicked off my shoes and left them right there in the kitchen before I joined my best friend on the couch. "Did you sleep at all?" I sipped the wine, not sure what kind of wine it was and not caring and nodded. "Yeah. We slept some. Most of the time we talked, rode the motorcycle.
