Finding a parking place in the neighborhood Alicia and her husband lived in was always something of a pain, and being two days before Halloween didn’t make it any easier. Brian momentarily wished he and Tristan had taken a cab instead of driving. He glanced across the car at Tristan, who was wearing the very detailed Batman outfit with the hooded mask pushed back behind his shoulders. Tristan said it blocked way too much of his vision to feel safe driving with it on.
“Oh, there’s one,” said Tristan, and he began to angle the car back into a parking space on the right-hand side of the street. “I guess we’re going to have to hoof it the last few blocks because I didn’t see anything closer.”
“That’s fine.” Brian continued gazing at his lover’s profile, entranced, inspired…aroused.
When Tri
