by
XceptionalL
(part 2)
It wasn’t until we got back to my hotel room that Tracy noticed the blood seeping from my side. “Oh my God, you’re bleeding!” She lifted up my shirt. I had a slash running right underneath my rib cage. She rushed to the bathroom to retrieve a towel and placed it on my cut to stop the bleeding. I could tell she was trying to be gentle, but it hurt. Once the bleeding began to slow she got a wet towel and began to clean it up bit. I was getting a kick out of all this attention. She was murmuring as she inspected my cut. “I can’t believe she fuckin’ cut you! You know what’s really fucked up, If she would have pulled it out on me!” She went on and on. I didn’t feel it when she cut me, but now this gash was starting to sting. I sat down and it began to bleed again. “Hun, that is deep. You need to get stitches.”“Nah Boo, I’m good. We’ll just get some gauze and tape. You know some butterfly bandages.”“No. You need to go to the hospital.” She picked up her purse, her keys, and another towel. “Hold this on it and come on.”“Fuck that! I’m fine. Are you okay?” I winced out while retreating to the bed to sit.“Yeah,” she sighed. “No . . . I don’t know. But, right now I’m a whole lot better than you. You need to get to a hospital right now.”“But . . .” She gave me the same no nonsense look that she had used in the club, and I now understood why shorty had slunk away. I took the towel from her and headed to the door.She informed the others what was up and then we made our way to the emergency room. “Um, what are we going to tell the nurse? Don’t they report incidents involving fighting and drunken brawling in the street?”“We’ll come up with something. I know some of the nurses.” We drove in silence.“Thank you for having my back out there.”“You know this. You my girl.” What was I saying? “I mean . . .”“I know what you mean.” I was really starting to ache now so I sat back and held the towel tight to my side as we rode to the emergency room. Sure enough the nurse at check in was a friend of hers and they made up something that sounded plausible. We were in and out in about three hours. Not bad for a Saturday/Sunday morning. By then, however, the sun was starting to come up. When we got back to the hotel it was about 6:15 am. Check out was at 12:30 in the afternoon. I laid out on the bed. Tracey sat beside me we talked for a little bit until the painkiller kicked in and I was out. Banging on the door startled me up. I went to sit up but I couldn’t move. Tracey’s warm body was laying half on me and half off. My good side of course. I slid out from underneath her and stumbled to the door. All I could see was KT’s gold fronts smirking all in my face as open the door. “Wassup, dawg? So, what’s going on up in here?” She tried to peak around me into the room. “Nothing, nosy ass!” I stepped into the hall partially closing the door behind me.“Don’t tell me y’all sleepin’? Shit, no way I would be just sleepin’ if I had ‘n’ ass like that in my bed.”I pointed to my side. “Oh dayum, How’s your side? Let me see that shit, dawg.” I turned to the side and peeled off part of the bandage. “Dayum! I didn’t even know the bitch had a knife. You busted her up pretty good. I was like Yeah! That’s my DAWG! Her nose was all fucked up! I took that other one though. That lil’ one with the afro? Yeah I had her.”“Dawg, You bigger than me and you bragging about that?” “That’s not the point! I was there for you man! You feel me? Whatever. Yo, check out in a hour. Aight?”“Aight, man”I stepped back in the room shutting the door in her face, while shaking my head. KT, was my dawg, but sometimes she could blow me. I stiffly began to gather the rest of my things. I could hear Tracey’s voice coming in from the balcony. I figured she was on her cell. I was just about through when she walked in. “So what’s up?”“She’s done called me like 50 times. Talking bout we gotta’ talk. I’m through talking.”“Oh.”“I just called my Mother, I have to go get Nina then I’m dipping out of town.”“Oh, where u going?”“I don’t know. Don’t care either. I just want to be where she can’t contact me.”“Look Boo, You can come up to my spot and chill for a min. You know get your head together.”She glared at me. Honestly, I wasn’t trying to push up on her, but I think that’s how she took it. “Well, do you have a better plan? She knows all your family and friends . . . besides; it’s not even like that. I ain’t trying to push up on you. I gets much ass now, so u don’t have to worry about me chasing yours.” “Yeah right. You such a big time playa now. I forgot. Even I know that this is the oldest trick in the book. Push up on a girl when she just break up.”“Whatever. I have two bedrooms set up what better place to disappear?” I paused, “Nevermind. Just forget I even offered, damn.” I shook my head and carried my bag out of the room before she could answer. I struggled a bit to get it downstairs the Percocet they had giving me had worn off. I went back to check the room and Tracey was not there. Oh well, shit she was blowing me anyway. I had treated her with nothing but respect since we first met. Women don’t be appreciating that shit, though. I wasn’t even going to stress the situation anymore. Besides, I had moved on long time go . . . right? I had new booty to chase anyway. As I checked my room, I made mental note to give Skye, and the other ladies, I had booked a call once I got home. I made my way downstairs to turn in my key and head home with my teammates. When I walked out of the lobby I did not see Mo’s truck. Instead, Tracey’s car was pulled up at the entrance I gingerly leaned down to the window. “Where’s my peoples?”“I told them to leave.”“Why, in the hell did you do that?”“Because. It would be easier if I took you home. I got your stuff in my trunk.”“Well, How do you know I didn’t want to ride with them?”“Well, I didn’t but I decided to take you up on your offer.”“What if I decided to take it back seein’ you think I’m just pushin’ up on ya?”“Well, You were right it is the perfect getaway.” I couldn’t believe her. “I changed my mind. I am going to have company tonight.”“Okay, and me and Nina will be there. We can have a break up party.”“You know what I mean.”“Well, do you want me to take you home or are you going to stand right there?” I was too tired to argue, plus I really didn’t have any other option. So, I silently slid into the passenger’s seat. She proceeded to her mother’s house, picked up Nina, and stopped back by her place to get their stuff. On her way of her neighborhood she spots someone and orders me to get down. I did so without thinking and regretted it immediately as the pains from my wound shot through my body. “Okay.”“What,” I gasped, “was that about?”“I just drove by Ronnie and her peoples. She was trying to flag me down.” “Ah. Well, now I’m bleeding again.” My wound was trickling but it wasn’t bad. We made a quick stop for gas and food before hitting the road. I took some pain medication and sat back for the ride. “You still stay in the same town right?” “Yeah.”She headed towards the highway. We listened to Nina singing along with the radio. It didn’t take too long for the painkillers to kick in. I was out.“Via. Via. Wake up. We’re about to get off the highway.” I groggily sat up and directed her to my complex. I lived in a new town house complex that I moved into four months ago. It was a three level corner home situated on a hill, with an overhead view of the highway and skyline of the town in the horizon. Which made for a very romantic scene at night. I gave her a tour of my sparsely furnished three-bedroom town house. I still had some decorating work to do, but it was coming along. “Cute little bachelor pad.” She smiled. “You must get much booty here.”“It is none of your concern how much booty my pad sees.” I laugh. “I just know it is happy to see yours.” I paused. “Oh shit, did I say that out loud?” The look she threw answered my question. But, was there a glint of appreciation in it? She was here now; booty was booty, right? I showed her to her room and left her to freshen up. I had some pasta and some ground turkey so I decided to some spaghetti. I’ll be the first to say that I am not a chef, but I don’t need a map to get around the kitchen. She and her daughter joined me when I was nearly finished.“I smell something cooking.”“Yeah it’s not gourmet, though.” She laughed. We talked some as I worked the stove. She tried to help me out, but I shooed her away. Right as I was finishing up my doorbell rang. It was my younger sister bringing back my puppy. A sweet frisky black Poodle and Shepherd mix that named Isis. When she smelt food she made way into the kitchen. Where I introduced her to Tracey and told them to help themselves. I needed to shower and change the dressing on my wound. When I got back downstairs Tracey, Nina, and Isis were all outside. Nina was chasing Isis around and Tracey was sitting in one of the chairs on my deck smoking a Black and gazing into the distance. I grabbed a plate and my medicine and headed out to join her on the deck. “This is nice.”“Ain’t it though? That’s why I bought it. Figured the booty would really dig it.” She giggled.“Where’d my sister go?”“She ate and ran. I don’t think she liked me.”“Nah, she don’t like any of my booty.” I laughed and she popped me on my shoulder. “I am not any of your booty.”Just then my phone rang. I checked the caller ID it was Skye. “Of course your not just any of my booty, your old booty,” I laughed. “But this is future booty. Excuse me.”I headed inside with answer the phone. “Hello.”“Hi can I speak to Via?” A soft sexy voice requests.“With a voice like that you can speak to me all day.” She giggled. “Who’s speaking to me?”“Skye.”“Oh yeah, from last night. What’s up, Lady?”I was surprised that she called me so soon. The rest of our conversation was pretty much a game of 20 questions. She had a lot going on for her and we had a lot in common. We talked about hour as I watched Tracey smoke a Black and write in her notebook through the window. “So when can I see you?” She asked.“When do you want to see me?”“Now.” Usually that would not be a problem, but this time something did not seem right. And I’m one who believes in following my vibes. Rarely do they fail me. Plus I needed to recuperate.“I’d love to see you now, but I cant right now.”“Okay, well what are you doing Saturday?”“Let me check.” I paused, “Taking you out to dinner and a movie.” “Sounds like a plan to me.”I began to feel a little woozy. “Good. I have to get off this phone but I will call you later okay?”When I hung up Tracey was at the sink washing dishes. “What are you doing?” I walked up behind her. “You are my guest.” “I know. You’re injured, though.”“That’s what the dishwasher is for. You need to relax.” She leans back on me and sighs, “I am.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her. For a minute I felt light and warm. Then that woozy feeling came back. BAM! I jumped from the noise of Nina banging on the door to get inside. “Mommy!”“Nina, don’t bang on that door like that!” She fusses. I walked to the door to let her in. I began to feel the effects of my medicine began to get stronger.“Susie Homemaker, I’m going to lie down I think the pain killers have kicked in. You know you welcome to anything in here. If you decide to go someplace take my key.”“Okay, Big Head. Are you sure you okay?”“I’m feeling pretty good now.” That Percocet they had given me was strong. It was only three in the afternoon and I was once again sleepy. I put Isis in her kennel and went down to my den area in the basement. That was my chill spot. I turned on my television and was sleep before the commercial that was on went off.When I woke up Tracey’s head was on my chest and her body was wrapped around mine. She was sleeping soundly and there was a movie on the TV. I stretched as quietly as I could and checked the clock it was 11:15. I had slept the evening away. It was all good though I had the next day off. I picked up the remote and flipped to my favorite video channel. Even if the song sucked the video-hos were always fine and every video had a ho. A few minutes went by and I felt her stir a bit. I looked down to see if she was awake. She squeezed me. I gasped and jerked from the sharp pain that shot from my side. The movement caused her to wake up. “You okay?” She mumbled sleepily.“Now I am. You got me though.” She let go quickly.“I’m sorry. I was having a good dream.” She sat on my thighs and lifted up my shirt to check the damage. There was no harm done just a tiny bit of seepage but I was enjoying her attention so I kept the act up. “Man, this shit stings,” I whimpered.“Aww.” She sympathized while leaning in closer to inspect the doctor’s handiwork. “They did a good job stitching you up.” She gently blew on it. Oh, she should not have done that. Green-lights began going off all over my body and the juices began to run. “Does that help any?”“No,” I whimpered once more. She smiles coyly, leans in closer, and kisses the area right above my cut. “How about that?” “Oh hell yeah.” She smiled and continued to plant her soft kisses. She slowly moves up my chest. I lift my arms up and she slid my shirt off gently. I am so glad I had gotten serious about balling and had became a fire fighter. I was in better shape now than I was when I had played college ball and her appreciation echoed in her eyes. She continued to place kisses around my neck and nibbled on my neck bone. She made her way to my ear as the rest of her body rested lightly against me. “I never got a chance to thank you.” She whispers and her lips hugged my earlobe, while her hands traced the creases in my stomach.“No, no. I don’t recall any thanks.”“Well, I must show you how much I appreciate what you’ve done for me.” She slowly moved back down my body. I felt her tug at my shorts and I lifted my hips up for her. She pulls them down and proceeded to thank me until I accepted her gratuity. I wanted to return the favor, but she laid across my chest and told me to hold her the rest of the night. `I woke up to the aroma of bacon and coffee. I stretched and followed the scent into the kitchen where my normally empty kitchen table was set for three with Nina sitting on a stack of books filling her cherub face. “Hi!” She brightly greeted me. “Hey cutie,” I playfully tugged one of her ponytails. “Gim'me dat!”“Don’t be pulling my baby’s hair!” “I’ll pull yours. If I want to.”“Like last night?” She grinned cockily at me. I blushed.“Yeah. Big head,” I retorted.She just flashed that sexy grin and turned back to the stove. I slid up behind her and wrapped my arms around her and kissed the back of her neck. She relaxed in my arms for a moment. I let go and leaned back on the counter. I really didn’t know what possessed me to do that but it felt right. “You know what?” I announced. She raised her head up to listen. “I feel like having a cookout.”“That sounds nice, but I ain’t cooking.”“Did I ask you too?”“No, but . . .”“But, nothing.”“Get over here and make your eggs.” I made my way over to the stove and began to make my eggs. I like my eggs cooked a special way; a mix between fried and scrambled something I call “frambled.” She sat down beside Nina and began to eat. After I ate, I picked up the phone to make some calls and set things into motion. Three hours later I was heating up the grill, boiling chicken pulling out the lawn chairs and setting up my stereo. It wasn’t going to a big party, just my sister and brother, their partners, my teammates, and a couple of friends from work. I attempted to call Skye, but I only got her voice mail. My sister, brother, and his boyfriend showed up first to help cook and I coaxed Tracey to helping a little bit while Nina was taking a nap. By the time everyone else had trickled in most of the cooking was done, they brought whatever they wanted to eat and the party started. The music was setting the atmosphere and everyone was vibin'. Tracey and my sister were even getting along, and there some kids for Nina to play with. It was like one of them old time family cookouts and I was enjoying myself. I had to check and rewrap my wound so I went inside where Mo pulled me aside. “So playa’, I see you managed to finally get her back home.” “What? It’s not even like that.”“What is it like?”“Well . . . you know . . . its just a, umm, one night fling.”“Please dawg, it’s more than that. You are glowing and she, well her eyes are dancing.”“Bullshit!”“Uh huh . . .” KT comes in from the kitchen, “You hit that shit didn’t ya'?” She gave me a high five. “That’s my dawg! ”“Nah, man. It’s not even like that.”“BULLSHIT!” they sing in unison. KT’s cell rang and she stepped off.“Dawg, I saw the way she was watching you at the club when you was dancing with shorty. That woman is feeling you. She probably planned that break up. When a woman picks you its over. She has picked you, trust.”“Just because you got caught up with your shorty don’t mean every one else has to get caught up. I remember when you was the biggest playa of us all. More than KT. And I was telling you to settle down.” “Yeah, eventually I listened. I’m glad too. I am so glad I traded that in. But, I still have consequences to deal with not to mention having a few restraining orders on some broads. Got old chicken heads running interference. But I learned the hard way. Shit, I’m trying to help your young ass.”“Well, thank you Dr. Mo, that was wonderful testimony.” I laughed.“Look between you and I, at the club I asked her what her story was if she was single or what? She was like, no. So I asked her where her woman was and she wouldn’t answer. I told her I thought you two looked good together, and told her that if she was feeling you she had better make a move because you was about to become anutha’ knuckle-headed, skirt chasin’ nigga'.”“You did not?”“Hell yeah, I did. You need to settle ya’ ass down. You too sensitive to be a playa. You about to be a frog in the pot.”Just then my phone rings. “Hello.”“Can I speak to, V?”“Speaking.”“Hey Boo!”“Whuz up?”“Nothing, I just got your message. You cooking out?”“Aww, hell yeah, we are chilling out here. What you doing?”Then from the other room “Big head!” Tracey walks into the den. Mo shook her head and exited by Tracey. “Just a sec.” I say into the phone. Then I turn to Tracey, “Yeah?”“Oh sorry, I didn’t know you were on the phone. I just wanted you to try this drink I just mixed”“What’s in it?” “Hypnotic and some Henney, it’s called an Incredible Hulk.”“Aight, bet.” I took a sip from the cup she was handing me. “Dayum! That’s not bad!”“Right?” She smiled. She was so adorable I thought as I watched her switch back to the action. I returned to my call. “So you all are over there partying, huh?” “Nah Lady, you know it ain’t a party without you.”“That’s right.”“So you going to drop in?”“I can’t I’m getting ready to go to work.”“Aww see, You going to call and get me all excited and then you cant even come over. Man!” She laughed. “You know you have gotta' make this up to me…”“I do?”“Yes! I mean, you can. This weekend?”“We’ll see. But really I was just calling because I was thinking about you and I wanted to hear your voice before I went to work.”“Well, I was thinking about you too.”“Really?”“Of course.”I could see her smile through the phone. “Well, I guess I can go to work happy now?”“Right, u take care then and holla’ back.”“You know I will.”I hung up and headed back out to the party, where competitive games of both spades and dominos were going on. I took my empty cup over to Tracey and gave her my best puppy dog look. “Hey Mama, my drink is all gone.”“You want some more.”“Umm hmm,” I nodded and poked out my lip. “Well, the bottles are in the kitchen”“I want you to do it for me.” I kept up the act.“Humph . . . who were u talking to?”“A friend.”“Well have her make it.”“You do it better.” I grinned as she sucked her teeth and proceeded to put on a jealous act. “You are so beautiful when you turn green.” I laughed then I reached for her cup. “Well, I’ll just have the rest of yours.” She snatched her cup, jumped up and sighed.“Come on Big Head. You make me sick!” I laughed and followed her in. Glancing back over my shoulder I noticed KT smirking at me and I gave her the “slim shady wave.” (flipped her the bird)“I gotta’ make sure you mix it right.” I messed with her while she mixed my drink she was grinning ear to ear the whole time. The rest of the evening flew by. Everyone was good and full by the end and they rolled out one at a time. Leaving a mess behind. Tracey bathed Nina and put her to bed. I straightened up some and headed upstairs to my bedroom. I put in one of my mood CD’s, and lit some candles. Looked in the closet and pulled out my, “Le’ Mello,” an eight inch dildo, I had recently became very attached to. I named him Le’ Mello because he was the first dick I had owned. From the first time I strapped him on he dazzled like a pro, like Le’Bron James and Carmello Anthony. I strapped him on and pulled my jeans back on. See when I first got with Tracey. I had never even seen one of these. Now, it had become a part of me. When she joined me in the room I was laid back in candle light, sipping on some rum and coke, and relaxing with my good friends, Maxwell, Meshell Ngdeocello, R Kelley, Marvin Gaye . . . I think you get the hint. I had mixed her a drink as well, but she didn’t even notice it. She strolled in the room in a red satin robe and closed the door behind her. Sashaying with the music’s rhythm she made her way to where I was sitting, and stands in between my legs. She ran her fingers through my dreads as I reached up and pulled the strap holding her robe closed. It fell open to reveal her golden softly toned stomach and her huge brown nipples already standing for me. I ran my tongue across my teeth and I gently took one in my month. It hardened even more between my lips. I played with it before engulfing as much of her breast in my month as I could. I sucked them gently gradually adding pressure. She wrapped her hands around my shoulders pulling me in closer. While running her hands down my back after I showed both of her breasts attention, I began to kiss down her stomach. Following her light happy trail. Wrapping my hands around her waist I pulled her closer to me. I palmed her soft thick ass. She began to run her hands across my shoulders and the nape of my neck. Each touch from her fingers reverberated heat through out my body. I was molding into her touch. I stood up to take control so that I would not become overwhelmed from the fire of her massage. I laid her golden body across the bed and performed a strip tease of my own. Smoothly sliding out of my shirt. I began to unbuckle my belt buckle. She eagerly reached to help but I stopped her, she couldn’t get her surprise just yet. I covered her body with my own and kissed her from her earlobes to her neck, down her chest till I reached her passion, by then she was nice and slippery. I wanted to taste it so I dipped my head and licked her. She was like butter and cotton candy melting in my mouth. I wanted to stay right there, but I had other plans so I sucked on her lil' woman and gently slid a finger inside. I continued to suck on her button and listen to her body. I had three fingers insider her stroking her gently in when I felt her body clutch them. She began to tremble and her insides gradually twitched and as she came right in my hand.I wasn’t done yet. I ran my tongue back up her body to begin round two. However, she had other plans. She pushed me off of her and rolled over on top of me. I wanted to resist; as she was throwing off my agenda. Yet, she had such an intense need in her touch that I eventually surrendered to her zeal. She kissed and sucked one breast while working the other with her hand. We grinded against each other as if we were trying to merge together. She worked her way down to my jeans and began to slide them off. I could see the surprise grow in her eyes when, “Le’Mello,” popped out. She looked at me with such passion I nearly came. “Growing new parts are we?” She proceeded to give me head. The site blew my mind. After giving “Le’Mello” his attention she made her way back up my body straddling my thighs she slowly slid down my dick stopping about halfway. Her juices had it glistening in the candle- light. I began to rotate my hips and pretty soon we were rhythmically moving together. The base of my dick was rubbing me in the right spot. I had to stop if I wanted to last. I rolled her over onto her stomach. I got behind her and began to lick her from behind. I stopped when I felt her began to tremble. I positioned myself behind her and she arched her back so her ass was in the air perfectly. I slapped a globe gently and sucked on the other for a minute. Then I slid “Le’Mello” back into her slowly. I let her move against me giving her a chance to time to adjust to the full size of him. Once she started moving faster I began to work her. I didn’t even count my strokes like I normally do. Instead moving instinctively within our own passion. I had her ass clapping and slapping against my thighs. She muffled her screams in a pillow for fear Nina would wake up. I slapped her ass and she arched up more. She began to moan and fuck me back. I reached for her breasts and cupped them while continuing to stroke her. She hit a note that sent a chill up my spine. The grinding was driving me crazy. I was beginning to lose control, as sensations shot through my body like lightening. I could feel my wetness sliding down my thighs as I felt a spasm start up from my core. At that moment her thighs began to tremble and I could feel her pulsing and clinching the strap. That was it for me, I began to nut along with her. We both collapsed on the bed. I attempted to slide out of her, “No Papi, not yet,” she whispered. We both passed out in that position. Sometime in the middle of the night, I maneuvered her under the covers and I held her until morning. Nina woke up bright and early at around 8:30 am. I didn’t have to be at the station until four in the afternoon. Tracey slipped one of my shirts on and got her situated. She fed her and left her to watch “Dora the Explorer.” She rejoined me in bed where I held her against my chest.“So, what now?”“What do you mean?”“What happens now? I know I’m more than booty to you.”“You know?” I was not expecting this. “You just broke up with you girl.” I stalled, “I’m in this phase . . .”“But I’ve always wanted you, Big Head. Always”The words I had longed to hear. A year and a half ago. Now I was doing my thang. I had a few shorties and I was getting the hang of the game. Did I really want to commit? “Well?” She faced me and looked me in the eyes.“Tracey if I got with you now, I would hurt you. I don’t want to settle now.”“She looked me dead in the eyes. “I have not sensed that since I’ve been with you. I don’t think you are a full fledged playa yet, Hun.”“I think that you need sometime, Boo. I mean, I ain’t trying to be rebound.”“I ain’t trying to have you as a rebound. Me and Ronnie were over a long time ago. I just didn’t want to be alone, and I didn’t know how to let her go. Actually I had been thinking about you for a while, and when I heard about a green-eyed, dredlocked, balla’ who used to be seen at the club . . . and she was playing in the tournament right around the corner, I had to get there. Just to see if it was you. ‘Cause I didn’t want to miss my chance.”“Boo, I am not the same sweetheart. I’m an ass now.”“Whateva.”I was shocked and I tried to process what she just said. I had given up all belief that she had even the remote interest in me as more than a friend. Since our fling I had been reluctant to even show that soft side anymore. Here she was wanting that me. Not even acknowledging that I was changing. While I was in my thoughts she rolled over on top of me and my silence and burrowed her face into my neck. Kissing me tenderly. Dayum my neck was not really my soft spot. But for some reason wherever she kissed me would melt. “What the hell is wrong with you?” A soft quiet voice from back in my mind popped up. “The woman of your dreams is practically begging you to be her Boo. All that you ever wanted is right here in your hands for the claiming. And you are going to put her down?” “Matter of fact the only reason you became harder was to re-attract her attention fool!” “Tracey,” I whispered. She mumbled something into my collarbone. “I would be a fool to turn you down, Baby.” I could feel her smile in my neck. I brought my face to hers and we kissed passionately. We made love one more time before noon and then I got ready for work. My schedule was four days on three days off. I left her a key and kissed both her and Nina’s forehead on my way out. They were both napping peacefully on my couch. Everything was all bright and springy. The afternoon lunch traffic didn’t even annoy me. When I arrived at work I was assigned cleanup duty and I did it without even complaining. All my fellow firefighters noticed I was more light hearted than usual. About 6:00 my cell rings. “Hey sexy.” A very sultry voice greeted me. “What’s Up Boo?”“Just thinking bout you.”“Yeah me too”“Well you didn’t call me all day! Anyway, I was thinking why do I have to wait until Saturday to see you?”OH shit! I thought this was Tracey. But it was Skye. I had completely forgotten about her. “Well Boo . . . ” Just then an alert went off.“What’s that?”“Skye, I’m going to have to hit u back. I’m at work.”“What? What do you do?”“Work real hard.” She didn’t need to know what I did. “I gotta' go”“OK. You betta’ call me.”“Yeah.” I hung up and dashed to get geared up. As we rode to the emergency all I could think about was how I was going to tell Skye. If I decided to call her back.
