Protective Instincts

The familiar perfume that Roxanne wore wafted up and I turned in surprise and happiness. She stood a little away, puffing away on a cigar, glaring at someone in the distance, and behind her, I could see Joy approaching. While Joy was wearing an open expression of joy at seeing me, Roxanne seemed to be on her tough woman behavior this evening. But I knew it was an act. I loved to spend time with th