Presents A Poppin’
Duke closed the door and dropped his jacket across the back of the rocking chair. He’d never been so happy to see his apartment.
The joys of working the holidays.
Rubbing the back of his neck, he noticed the message button on his phone flashing. Shit! I forgot about our date!
Duke pulled his cell phone from his pocket and started to dial when he heard a familiar voice from the bedroom.
“Couldn’t be,” he mumbled as he crossed the room and opened the door.
Paula lounged on the bed with an over-sized bow tied around her. “Knew you’d forget.”