The Professional 1On July 20, 2021 by L. A. Jacob
Mike Lebonte and his husband, Scott Angrier, deplaned in Phoenix, Arazona, in the middle of winter. Of which it was 70 degrees.
“We brought all the wrong clothes, “ Mike said as they stood waiting for their luggage off the carousel.
“We can change them,” said Scott. He gave Mike a puppy-eyed look.
“Waste of magic on a glamour,” Mike muttered. The carousel spat out their luggage; Scott’s red with a My Little Pony tag, Mike’s light blue with a large silver pentacle embroidered on the front pocket.
“Would you rather be in long pants on a hot summer’s day?”
“How about you in a kilt?”
“Oh, good idea for the photo shoot.”
Mike grinned. “Yeah, you would.” They plucked out their luggage from the pile that passed by them. “The shoot is tomorrow. What am I going to do?”
“You can come watch me, but you’ll probably eat all the snacks because you’re so bored.”
“Maybe there’s a museum or a movie theater near the hotel. That’ll kill a couple of hours.”
“Sure there is. Look, something is going on, because this airport is so busy.” Scott put a hand on Mike’s arm. “Follow me.”
“Yes, sir.” Mike did so.