Kirley wasn't entirely stupid when it came to women. He would have asked Lux out earlier. He was definitely the better choice, according to his ego, but after a breakup, there needed to be a moratorium on dating or grieving time. Other than that, there was a chance of meaningless sex, but not much else. He had focused on music instead, which always seemed to be a good distraction.
Tonight felt long overdue. He took the car to her house, stepping out in a ripped costume, showing muscles covered with gashes. A touch of magic made them look more authentic, yet he was still stunning. Kirley Duke could stop traffic. Now if the girl would appreciate those fine points, they would be off to a good start.
He knocked at the door and waited. Hopefully, the party wouldn't be boring.