Calvin didn’t answer his door when Brock knocked.Surprised,Brock went round back and peered through the window of the garage.KITT was there.The sliding glass doors to the bedroom were close by so Brock thought he’d take alook to see if Calvin was still asleep.The strong sun reflecting off the glass made it difficult for him to see much of the room.Using his hands to shield his face,he leaned in close.
“Do you make a habit of peeping in folks’bedroom windows?”Calvin said from just behind him.
Brock jumped and spun around,surprised and more than a little embarrassed atbeing caught.Calvin had obviously been out for a run,his closely-cropped dark brown hair was plastered to his scalp with sweat.His white wife-beater had a damp patch running from mid chest to the hem,below which Brock could see a pair of strong legs encased in blue nylon running shorts.
Brock said the first thing that came into his head.“You look hot.”