Koda Monroe is busy inside her home, but the knock at the front door broke her concentration and pulled her from her task. Rather than sighing at the interruption, the curvy woman struts to the entrance. Her sheer silk dress fluttered behind her like a dark mist, and the rhythmic sound of her stilettos echoed through the house. When she swung the door open, she was met with the towering, brooding presence of Leo Malone. Leo, her son's best friend, possessed a rugged, athletic handsomeness that usually commanded a room, but today is different. His jaw was set with a tension that spoke of deep-seated agitation. Upon learning that her son, Frank, was out with his friends, Leo initially turned to retreat down the porch steps. However, Koda's keen intuition caught the flicker of genuine distress in his posture. With a gentle voice, she invites him inside her home. She drew him into the house, sensing that he needed a friend more than a confrontation. Once settled on the couch, the heavy truth finally spilled out. It wasn't a minor spat or a borrowed car that had Leo so distraught. It was a profound betrayal of trust. With a voice thick with hurt, he revealed that Frank had stolen his lover. Koda felt a genuine pang of sympathy for the young man. She knew her son could be reckless, but this was a breach of loyalty that left Leo carrying a physical weight of anger. The brunette rose from her chair and glided behind him, her presence immediately calming the frantic energy in the room. Her hands found the knots of iron in Leo's shoulders, beginning a slow, firm massage that aimed to draw the poison of the day out of his muscles. As she spoke to him in soft tones, the storm in Leo's expression finally began to clear. Koda surely knows exactly how to soothe and satisfy a broken heart.
