Epilogue
The young waitress smiled as she approached the table.
“Waiting for your ex again, sir?”
“He’s no longer my ex,” Jason said, enjoying the words as they came out of his mouth. “And what’s your name?”
“Cindy, and that’s wonderful,” the waitress said. “He likes his coffee extra sweet, right?”
“No,” Jason said. “Black. I’ll take mine extra sweet though.”
As if on cue, Howard pulled up in the Jag right outside of the window. Jason watched as Howard climbed from the car.
He’s mine again, Jason thought, the smile on his face growing larger.
Howard walked to the table and bent down and kissed Jason on the cheek.
“I like this new look on you,” Howard said, as he sat down. “Jeans and a polo. Very DILF.”
“Well, you’re rather spiffy today in that suit,” Jason said.
“Thanks. I misse
